Today's deed was not a happy one. Last night my dad came to pick me up from the airport. My mom and a few friends were in the car too. It soon became apparent that my dad was hammered. When I asked my mom about it this morning, she made excuses for him like "I didn't think he was as drunk as he was." It was textbook enabler-type behavior. I guess no one would stand up to him if not me. When I talked to him about it, he said "So, you're the boss of me now?"
ONE GOOD DEED: Confront my dad about his drinking problem.
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