Current mood:

nostalgic

written on 1/21/81 -- 22 years ago, damn I'm old ;-)
1/21/81: My dad is on another one of his crusades in which he wants all of us to be quiet and perfect. He gets in this mood about every two weeks. At least my mother is a good influence on him. She has been trying to change his ways to a nicer tune. He doesn't abuse us, don't get me wrong, he just can't cope with imperfection. At work he is on top of the ladder and people come to him with problems and ask for advice. He has a feeling of compassionate omniscience there. Then he comes home where he is confronted with a never "perfectly clean" house, running & chasing kids, and the other problems of a house with five children under 14. The transition from godlike boss to average daddy is too much for him. He spends his gigantic salary on us and then expects perfect children in return. He doesn't realize that time is the best thing you can give to a child.