Day 18

father and daughter time doesn't happen too often for me. besides living in different parts of the country, dad and i don't have the best relationship. it wasn't always like that.
when i was younger dad would come into my room most nite's before i went to sleep and ask me a heap of general knowledge questions. i loved it. i'd beg for more and more, even if i was half asleep. when i was at primary school i played netball on saturday afternoons and often i would remember dad coming to watch and support.
i guess as we both got older things changed. i was a fiercely independent teen, and dad became busier with work. throw mum being sick into the mix and there were just too many things to juggle.
last week dad asked me if i would join him on a day trip to whangarei (about 2 1/2 hours north of auckland). i decided it would be a good opportunity to focus on some reading i needed to do and spend some time with papa on the drive up and back. he had about five hours of meetings up there so i was just going to hang out....well it didn't quite go to plan.
i woke with a bit of a sore throat, and had not had the best nite's sleep but figured i'd be ok to still go up. you always feel croc in the morning. well i was wrong. headache developed(and stayed with me, all, day even after copious amounts of panadol) and i was so tired, i walked around whangarei like a zombie. no reading, no photographs(i already had planned my pic of the day too). i did get to see a movie for $6.50 tho!!! thank goodness that is all i paid....it was def the best of a bad bunch of mainstream movies.
poor dad, i was pretty much falling asleep the whole trip back to auckland. that and trying not to vomit(flippen motion sickness). so i wasn't so talkative. i managed to perk up for about the last hour - so that wasn't too bad. and we had chatted most of the drive up, so not all was lost.
i came home and pretty much got straight into bed (530pm)....hadn't got my pic that i had planned....so boring one today...ugh