Happy F'ing Father's Day

I ended up having two fights with my father yesterday. Both were over the rental property and him finishing his work over there. He of course turns it into a trial on who I am and the way I do things.

Then I go outside to plant flowers, and I find the tire on my truck was flatter than a pancake. I had gone to the landfill earlier in the day, and probably put a nice gash in it. I will be buying two new tires, at a cost of $160 each, to replace what I have on that axle. The tires should be in on Thursday.

Then when I finally got to planting flowers, I got stung by not one, but two bumble bees. One got me square in the forehead, the other went into my shirt and got me in my abdomen. Then the dumb things chased me around.

At least my parents leave for 12 days on Friday. Less drama, more fun, etc.

I'm off to work late today because I had to deal with the tires, the clock and getting my parents rental car reserved.