OK, so today my Dad is supposed to be coming into town.
Yesterday, he was texting me, asking me what I wanted to do and where I wanted to go. So hopefully, hopefully that means he is really coming this time. I have showered. I am going to wash my hair so that my 'fro will be pretty. I am going to repaint my toes and look really cute: leggings and a poncho. I don't think I can even grasp right now how disappointed I will be if he pulls the okie doke.
I just texted him, asking him what time he will be getting in. No response as of yet. Not a good sign. I'm keeping my fingers crossed. Guys, I am emotionally unstable. There is really no room in my life for devastating let-downs.
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