Bad sucky screwed up day

Did you ever have one of those days when it seems like nothing can go right? That was my yesterday... technically, for me, it is still today as I write this post, because it is nearly 4:30 in the morning and I am still awake waiting for my dad to come back home. Yes, the half paralyzed can't go anywhere without assistance one.

You see, what happened is that this afternoon... yesterday afternoon... my nephew showed up to pick up dad and take him down to the shop (their car restoring place) and have him hang out for the afternoon. No worries. I sent him off with all the cigarettes I had left for him thinking to buy more up at the store, I planned to go up and get groceries anyway. I won't even say what happened to that plan, but suffice to say it involved Cheyenne tangling her leash around me and Bear several times until I had her taken back home for me by another of my nephew's. Made it not very far at all when I found out that a blister had formed on foot from sucky shoes when I hiked to store a few days before. HUGE blister on back of ankle - broke - PAIN... limped very very slowly and painfully home. Still I needed to check mail, and mail some things, so got on ATV and headed up to the post office. Trail was torn to shreds by trucks mud bogging, could not even access it where I usually do, had to go half mile riding beside bike trail before I could get over on ATV trail.

And on related note to the ATV - discovered I had lost the ball deal my brother put on back of it for towing a trailer around - he was not happy that got lost, but not my fault either. I never messed with it after he put it on there. Still that was a sign of how day'd be.

Checked mail - one of the NetFlix sleeves was torn some, but thankfully no damage to the video or its case. Just to the mailer. Finally got back home. No sign of dad. Called the shop - no answer, called sister - she's in Anchorage. Called nephew that had taken my dad. He's in Eagle River. Both Anchorage and Eagle River are about 70 miles away. He sais he'd call when he got to the shop. I finally got ahold of bro-in-law at shop. Explained dad needed his pills and his dinner's ready.

Few hours passed - no dad. Tried phones again. No answer at shop - Sister still in Anchorage. Nephew -- he went home and went to bed rather than call me back or bring dad back home for me. called one bro - he was in bed, other one's car was low on gas. I took dad the pills he was now 5 hours late getting.

Here's the lovely part - roughly 35 degrees F out there, my glasses fogged up on way home, tried to wipe at them, knocked lens out - shattered on a rock on way to the ground. These are glasses that over 12 years ago I cobbled together because I could not afford to buy any glasses. Have not been able to afford to replace them and still can't. Rose home without glasses on, watched TV through one eye for two hours... 4am I started calling again - no answer at shop. Debated and debated then called sis to see if she had an ETA - she's still in Anchorage and does not expect to be home before morning now. Meantime I am having panic attacks every time I start to lay down to sleep.

This is just such a lousy F-ing day all around.And I cant even go sleep to make it pass because I can't lay down without feeling the world crash in and start crying. Gonna try one more time, but if I can't get to sleep I'm giving up and just staying awake all night. I can't even see screen to see what I wrote, not without getting up 6" away from it, and that hurts eyes, so you can all just live with typoes I've missed and any rambles. Sorry fer that.
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UPDATE: My dad was finally brought back home at noon today (April 30th), couple hours late for today's pills and when I had determined I had to take them to him. I was sort of ignored by folks that brought him home, so maybe they read this, dunno, don't care, didn't get any sleep last night and eyes hurt from suinting at stuff so not in mood to care.