He seems to think so. But I am not..

He is absolutely insistent on being at his granddaughters birthday party along with all the other 39 family members, which irks the snot out of me. It’s a huge noisy crowded hell for at least 3 hours, I always have my daughter rescue me 35 mins into it at most. I just can not in any way shape or form handle it at all.

But the kid is opening 133 presents at once, she is clueless who gives her what anyway. I honestly wish him and I could just do a small birthday celebration with her on her own.

Maybe once I can get rested up again and not be in such a shyt mood I’ll be able to manage, but just the trip had me a mess and now this huge health scare that might not be over yet is looming over my head.