This is going to be one of those days where I’m sure I’m the mayo on a BLT.  Need to get out of the house extra early to take Dad to his doctor’s appointment.  He can’t go alone, needs a wheelchair van – but – still went ahead and made the appointment himself without checking.  The world does revolve around what senior citizens want opposed to what is doable. I’ve had my doctor’s appointment for my check up set up for weeks.  I will squeeze it in after Dad’s appointment but before I watch the grandkids so my daughter can get her hair done.  The babysitting is ok. At least my daughter asks, and she asks nicely, if I can watch the little ones.  She doesn’t assume like the older generation that somehow the world will stop and revolve around them.  Don’t get me wrong, I love my Dad and want to help him. It’s just the assumption that neither my sister nor I have a life of our own or things on our schedule. It makes me nuts. I changed my schedule yesterday to make sure I got the things done that were scheduled for this morning.  I’m still going to be a bit behind. It may take tomorrow to catch up. This is why I feel like the mayo that is being squeezed out of the middle of the sandwich. Crap, I hope I don’t end up on the floor. Oh, here come the dogs.