My father is so embarrassing and Ramona is so controlling. Welcome to my life.
When people travel, they forget things. Some forget a toothbrush, a blowdryer, or even their favorite earrings. I forgot my swimming leg. Is it my age? The blonde hair? The four kids? How could I forget something so important?
Arriving to Ranjana's pool, I was about to turn back because I feel like I am going to fall off the roof due to high anxiety. As the dizziness and vertigo have sufficiently set in, Ramona luckily distracts me by putting a LOT of focus on my swimming situation. Not sure if that was a blessing or a curse? Her behavior certaintly got me out of my own head fast.
Here I am about to get into a pool with a bunch of women and Ramona starts to go on and on about whether or not I should go swimming. Then as soon as I am in the pool, Ramona soon enough is insisting that I get out of the pool because my leg is going to get too wet? Once something is wet, it's wet. . .Am I missing something here? Ranjana certainly didn't! This trip caused me to get somewhat annoyed with Ramona. She was controlling my swimming activities, the dinner party food flow, the dinner party conversation, and even threw me out of a bathroom in my own home. I was disappointed and and my patience was lessening. . .