Way Past Bedtime

I was just winding down into PJs and a book when my phone rang - my parent's neighbors calling that my father had been yelling for an hour. I rushed up in my PJs to see what the matter was - my dad had fallen getting into bed and was on the floor. Poor dad. My mother was helpfully telling him to stop yelling. She's been waiting for her cat's family to come get her (I'm not sure if the cat's family is feline or not or why they are coming to get her). What a nightmare my dad's life must seem to him.
It was a struggle to get my dad off the floor and into bed.

That's it. Now to bed for sure. 11:31.