I was supposed to go see my 1 year old niece have surgery yesterday morning. It was a simple procedure that was supposed to take 30 minutes. It was supposed to take place at 8am in the next town over. I jump up at 7:10am and get my clothes on. My GF is a little sluggish so I leave her at home. It's about 7:40am by that time. About a quarter of a way there, I discover that I left my ATM card (AGAIN!) and that I'm running low on gas. I turn around and head back home. I go into the house and my girlfriend isn't in bed. She's on the other side of the house, pacing back and forth, having an intense argument with HERSELF. I stand there and listen for a second and then I ask, "Is everything okay?"
She says she's practicing what she's going to say to her mother when she sees her but.....I was there. I listened and I'm scared. Oh and I never did make it to the hospital.--and this is not the crazy part of my day, yesterday......
