What can I say. I went to Calgary. I got the shoes. I stayed longer than I was allowed to (I was supposed to go, get the shoes, and come right home, no dilly-dallying around). I came home to a moody Keeper who was upset about me going, me staying, and me coming home late. And I had a shitty night, which ended with me sleeping on the couch, because there was a mouse in the bed of the guestroom. Were the shoes worth it? You bet your ass they were.
And today there will be more disobedience. I was told that the roads are too bad for me to go to Rocky today for the Thursday English Torture Session for the Koreans. This excuse seems to being coming more from his desire to boss me around than from a concern for my safety. Yes it's snowing, and yes the roads are bound to be wet and a little bit slick, but I have been driving in Canada for thirteen years , and I do know something about travelling safely in winter conditions. I'm so sick and tired of hearing those words: You better not go because the roads are too bad. That's why I wasn't supposed to go to my Birthday Party (which I did anyway), that's why I wasn't supposed to go to Lethbridge (which I did), that's why I had to stay in Lethbridge for two extra days, and that's why I had to stay in Calgary the day I came home from Lethbridge (which I did with great pleasure).
I wish that I could somehow convey to him that I am not his teenager and that I am an adult and I, not The Keeper, am in control of me. For the record: ELIZABETH PARK CANNOT BE CONTROLLED BY ANYONE. SHE WILL DO WHAT SHE PLEASES AND GO WHERE SHE PLEASES, REGARDLESS OF THE ROAD CONDITIONS!!
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