Not being reasonable

I don't think my dad is being reasonable. he seems to think he'll still be able to work the election in 11 days.

Maybe he will. But the reality of it is that he's currently in the hospital, and as an inspector (his position with working the election), he has responsibilities he's supposed to take care of, but can't. My mom and I can't take care of them because we have our own responsibilities as election worker and inspector to take care of.

Sunday, inspectors are supposed to pick up their election equipment and make sure everything is there. He can designate someone else to pick up his supplies, but he won't be able to go through them to make sure he has everything he's supposed to have or make the necessary arrangements to get what he's missing. And like I said, I won't be able to do that since I'll have my own equipment to go through as an inspector for my own location, and my mom won't be able to go through it bc her training, as poll worker, doesn't cover it. Yes, there's a checklist with the supplies and it's pretty straight forward, but she shouldn't have to deal with it. She needs to be concentrating on what's going on with him.

Also, HE'S STILL IN THE HOSPITAL and even if he was released back to rehab, he'd likely be there another 7 days, won't be able to set up his polling area on June 2, let alone work the election 6am-9pm on June 3.

I don't want to go behind his back and call the County Clerk to let them know so other arrangements can be made, but I'm being realistic. I don't believe he'll be well enough to do what he's supposed to do in his position with this election. I told my mom to tell him that I was going to call, but I'm holding off on making the actual call until she gets there to tell him.

OH! And he's asking for my mom to bring all sorts of stuff for him to use - his laptop, some of his paperwork, and I'm like WTF! You're in the fucking hospital! You've had 3 TIA mini-strokes and are taking blood thinners! Don't you think you should rest and not put more stress on your body?! Taking the bills and his checkbook to him was one thing, but this is too much! And my mom still defers to him on things instead of putting her foot down and saying no!

eta: my mom pawned the job of telling my dad he shouldn't work the election to me. because I voiced my doubts about it, but she agreed. whatever

 

in the end it didn't matter. he's convinced he can do it. I'm just pissed enough to say to hell with it and let her deal with it

{DOUBLE DRABBLE} Shh…Don’t Wake the Baby! (Mary/Matt; G)

Originally posted by simplyn2deep at {DOUBLE DRABBLE} Shh…Don’t Wake the Baby! (Mary/Matt; G)

This is a tumblr fic based on a prompt from imagineyourotp: Imagine your OTP inviting their friends to see their child for the first time.

In this, Joan is Mary & Matt's biological daughter and sometime later (think 18 months later) they have a son who they name Kai Brice McGarrett Williams

Shh...Don’t Wake the Baby!

There was a loud crash from the back of Mary and Matt's house and they instantly looked to their sleeping three week old son, holding their breath and praying that he wouldn't wake up. The little baby only stirred and after a few minutes, it was obvious the little boy was still out for the count, they quietly left the room and went to see what the noise was.

When they got to the living room, Mary smiled. Her brother was setting up their grandmother's rocking chair while Danny was unpacking a motorized swing.

"Umm what are you doing?" Mary asked with a laugh.

"Helping you set up for Kai's arrival," Steve said like it should be obvious.

"You do know that was three weeks ago, right?" Matt asked as he looked from his brother to his would be brother-in-law.

"Of course we do," Danny said. "What kind of Uncles would we be if we didn't remember when our nephew was born?"

"You would have been dead uncles if Kai woke up," Mary replied with a glare.

Matt nodded his head, "Keep the setting up noise down or we'll leave you to try to get him back to sleep again."