Yesterday was kinda quiet around here, which is just fine with me. Not today, though.
Today I was sitting out back with my Dad, and we were having yet another conversation about what I have to do with their house up North. Which somehow devolved into talking about he should not drive any more, which got kind of heated and into a "No you can't", "Yes I can!" match. He's all mad at me now. It's understandable, of course. He feels like his freedom is being taken away and is upset about it. He does not fully comprehend why he cannot drive. Him behind the wheel anywhere is a scary thought anymore, let alone here where he does not know his way around and will promptly get lost.