Fuck. Dad was asleep when I left for work this morning and I didn't wake him up. I should have. Window guy is on his way over and dad is not answering his cell phone.

If I have to, I'll give the window guy our door code so he can get in and measure the window.

But I'm going to be pissed about if dad is still in bed. I put this shit on the calendar. He knows that was this morning. This is legitimately HIS ONLY JOB TODAY. To let the window guy in.

And I'm not even making him PAY for the fucking window. That he should have gotten fixed already. A year ago. And it's not fucking cheap.

OKAY. He was awake. Just not answering his phone. Ffffff.

Window re-measured. It'll actually be 3 weeks until we get it replaced.