Please no more stress

We have most everything moved over to the apartment. Just have the beds, my computer and Bowens dresser. Going to leave this dresser here because I really don't like it. Will just have to buy some new ones when we have the money.

My Father and I kinda got into it tonight about him helping us move the big stuff. I am one of those people who would like to have a plan for everything. He's more the fly by the seat of you pants kind of guy. I just wanted to know what time he would be coming over in the morning because Frank has to be at work by 3 tomorrow and that doesn't leave much time to get stuff moved. I got upset because he said:

"We'll see. I don't know what we have planned"

Me "What do you mean"

Dad "I need to talk with Luxie to see what's going on"

Me "Ok, but I thought we were moving stuff tomorrow"

Dad " No, I said Sunday"

Me "No what you said is that we will move a few things on Saturday, and get the rest on Sunday"

Dad "Right"

Me "Well, all we have is a few things left and Frank would really like to have everything moved over to the apartment by tomorrow night since he had Sunday and Monday off. Would like to use that time to relax and get comfortable with the place"

Dad "Well it was nice of him to decide this, maybe he should have talked to me about it first"

Me " Well, that's what I am doing since you didn't even bother to call me today"

Dad "Well, I'll just give you a call tomorrow"

At this point I am really starting to get upset

Me "Why is it so hard for you to commit to helping me? Why do you have to run everything by her first? Just tell her that between 9am and 1pm you need to help your daughter move and that you can have the rest of the day after that."

This whole time he just sits there, and says nothing.

Me "What time do you want me to bring Ozzy by?"

Dad "I'll just call you tomorrow about it"

Me " Just forget about it. We'll find someone else to help us move. It really hurts me that were put on the back burner until you run things by your gf. I don't even feel like you care about any of us. When Luxie moved you spent the whole weekend helping her and I can't even get you to commit 3hrs of your time to get the rest of this stuff moved. Well, whatever. So, when should I bring..(dad cuts me off)

Dad Yelling "I said I would just call you tomorrow"

Me " well that was rude"

Dad "that's because you don't listen"

Me "Well, I was saying that I need to know because every time you push it back another day, its a day I lose to find him a home if the 2 dogs don't get along and I am running out of time. Well, I'll just talk to you tomorrow"

End of conversation.

I know that I can be a little pushy, but how hard is it to just help me for 3 hours? I have pretty much moved everything on my own until tonight when my brother in law was so kind to help load up the couches and stuff into his van. Needless to say I will be happy when this is all done. I am just upset because I feel my Dad is blowing off his whole family for this woman. But when he was going through his divorce there wasn't a day we would go and not hear from him. Now were lucky if we hear from him once in a week. It is like we have all been replaced. He has this whole new family and he doesn't need us anymore. He's giving me a real hard time about taking my 2 dogs. But if he didn't want 2, he shouldn't have offered. Tonight he made me cry. He's the only one in my life that can make me feel like that and I hate him for it. I wish I could just hate him all the time and it would be easier to live my life.

Well, this will be my last blog for about a week cause the internet isn't hooked up at the apartment yet. Love you all, and take care!