annoying yesterday (updated)

I've already mentioned the shower thing. Then I spent the day at work having the most boring day of my life. Incredibly boring. Mind-numbingly boring. I took off my shoes and ate them just to have something to do. In addition, I spent a long time reading blogs, the NY Times, and playing games. About 7 hours, in fact.

I go home and don't get the package I've been expecting since last week. I did get the shoes I ordered from ebay, but not the package from my friend that is filled with fun things. Shoes are fun, but I had to pay for them and they're not a surprise.

The water pressure at my house is really low for some reason. This means I can't do the dishes. Normally I'm ok with this, but we are out of clean dishes and I really should wash them in order to keep our eating and drinking situation sanitary.

So instead, Craig & I finish our game of Diablo 2. That's right, we killed The Devil. However, while we were playing, the power was mid-brownout. We turned off all the lights and the AC because we don't want to lose power completely, and the flickering lights were really annoying. However, we turn the bedroom light back on because I need to see the keyboard in order to defeat Satan.

Eventually I decide I need to wash the dishes, water pressure or not, so we migrate to the kitchen and turn only that light on. Mid-soap, my sister calls my cell phone. Craig answers it while I remove the wet gloves.

My dad has Diabetes. We didn't find this out in the best possible way, which would be him going to the doctor, having a test, and told the results. No. He didn't like what his vision was doing at work, so he went to the eye doctor, then he went home. By a lucky chance of fate, my stepmom had left work early as well, so she was there when my dad had his first Diabetic Seizure ever. Next thing he remembers, he was in the back of an ambulance.

I get this call from my sister at 6:45 PST (9:45 my time). Everyone kept referring to "the other day" when this happened, so I have no idea how long NY daughter was kept in the dark. I was able to talk to my dad in the hospital. He was in good spirits. "Are you ok?" "Yeah, I'm fine." (Said with a resigned sigh, as if "I don't know why they are making such a big deal of this" which is exactly the way I expect my dad to react.) According to him, both my stepmom and my aunt were supposed to call me, but nobody did. This annoyed both my dad and me.

This is included on my list of annoying yesterday because nobody called me. There is no permanent damage, and Dad should be going home today. My stepmom will see that he starts taking care of himself. But someone should have called me right away - not the next day, or who knows how much later. While they did call my sister( and I'm glad because she called me), I'm the one that would need several hours to get on a plane and fly across the country had it been more serious. (Say, if he wasn't going to be fine if he starts following his regimen.) Sure, my sis needs 2 hours to get from LA (Los Angeles, not Louisiana) to Eureka, not counting layover in San Francisco. But I need to get from NY to SF, then to Eureka. Many many hours that would crawl by if I was rushing to the hospital.

So there's my annoying yesterday. I'm not playing a pity party. Actually, if my dad needed a wake up call, it happened in the best possible way. He wasn't at work. He wasn't driving. He wasn't doing anything else that a seizure could result in killing people. He was at home, and his wife was there. But his youngest daughter was not there. She was in NY in the dark, literally and figuratively.

** I forgot to mention one more thing I did while at boring work. My favorite skirt ripped, not in the sitcom way that it rips clean off and I'm left in my skivvies. The bottom ripped parallel to the hem, and got caught under the wheel of my chair. It took me about 20 minutes to untangle it, and I was left with a big fat hole. I might be able to sew it, but it's the best skirt ever and I'm a little depressed over it.