Thursday, September 1, 1994

My dad being sick

When I was probably in 5th or 6th grade I came home from school one day, and for whatever reason my brother and sister weren't at home with me that day. That was probably a pretty rare occurrence. None the less, not really an issue, because normally my dad would be home by about 4:15 PM, which couldn't be more than 30 minutes or so. 

Since I'm home alone, I take the opportunity to make a snack(which is normal), and while the microwave is melting cheese over my chips, I'm singing, dancing, jumping on furniture and then I make my way down the hallway to the back bathroom. I have no idea why, other than that was normally the bathroom I used and shared with my dad. As I pop open my parents bedroom door to head towards the master bathroom, I find my dad in bed, clearly confused about all of the noise I was making. 

I came to find out he was home sick that day, which basically never happened, and he made sure to give me a hard time later for making so much noise!