Your home

Dad came at at about 1030 tonight hubby and I where home for quiet a while, and he said your home finally. I told him we’ve been here a long time now. Then he saw the desk and was teasing us about who was moving, and I told him the desk is for hubby and I got me one to to make my life a little easier. Part of the reason I got the desk for me is when I am back in school I will need my desktop more often but the desk I have is not pleasant to use. Dad is so confused about computers and hubby and I use them a lot, I wonder if he would be confused with a dehumidifier, although normally we don’t need one its not that humid in the apartment.
Dad said his phone wasn’t working after he called hubby on it. Nope its working just fine it means who ever you called isn’t answering the telephone. We have kept dad number blocked and have ended up needing to keep certain people from calling him when they want because they simply can not be trusted and some of them make him suicidal, which is not something hubby and I need everytime they talk, it gets old. He deserves to be treated a lot better than that and I won’t have him being harmed in my home. My home will be a safe place, I see him as a father to me. I lost my father, and hubby dad is special. I am going to be so lost when he passes away, I am not even sure I can handle it. But I know I will.. Today was a overall good day.

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