Driving my dad to a medical appointment this morning. Appointment was for 11. It takes at least fifteen minutes to get into town (and that's not leaving time for traffic or to park). I planned to leave by 10:30 so we didn't have to rush.
He wanders off to talk to the neighbours at 10:20 ish. I assume he's ready. Dog manages to tip him water all over the kitchen floor so I sort that out and head to the car. Dad is nowhere in sight. It's now almost 10:30. He reappears from next door. I ask him if he's ready to go and he says no, goes into the house and faffs for ten minutes.
Anyway, by 10:40 we're in the car and the traffic is quite bad so he's complaining. Get to the doctor's with a couple of minutes to spare so drop him off at the door and go to find somewhere to park. Walk back to the doctor's and find out he'd stopped to chat on the way in and had missed his appointment time. This is all my a fault and I never stop nagging him.
Every single time we go out is the same.
I could have murdered him today.