Dealing with parental pressure

I am so tired. Drained. Emotionally, maternally and more importantly, financially. Never have I been more anxious to get away - from work, my husband, kids, parents and bank account negative balance. A fellow blogger said she feels like Maria in the hills are alive, running carefree on the hills. That will be me in a few days. So...what I have been stressed MOST about....

My dad has been wanting a new car. Specifically "I want a car with everything automatic. And a ct player. It MUST have a ct player" - Dad's version of a cd player. He must have been riding in one of the hospital cars and the driver was playing some nice music on his cd player. My dad now thinks that all cd players have nice music. He wants one. It looks like he wants it more than he does the car. NPF (every Samoan's lifeline) has a vehicle loan scheme which is quite reasonable - 3 years repayment period, 10% interest and 3 guarantors. I decided to apply to get the old man's car. It was a bitch just finding 3 guarantors, collecting their bank statements and payslips and taking everything in. Then it is checked by NPF loan staff before approval by the manager. Then it goes to Legal department for sign off. Then you pay a fee of $500 or so and get all your guarantors to come in and sign the loan. So that's the process. My dad has been asking every day if the car is ready. When is it ready? WHY isn't it ready? What have I been doing all this time? He already chose his car - a Nissan Xtrail. He went to see them on Saturday and told the car dealer that his daughter will be in first thing on Monday to pay for it. I hadn't even found my 3rd guarantor at the time. He said he needed his car by last Friday so he could go to Savaii. Friday afternoon and NPF said it hadn't been approved yet. I was afraid to go home. I felt like I was in high school and knew I had been busted for going to the movies on Saturday when I told my parents I was going to the library and I was afraid to go home and physically feel my father's anger. On my cheek. I felt this same fear last Friday. I decided to go to VBar Fiesta instead and ask a glass of vodka to remove my fear for a few hours. I called my dad first and told him the car wasn't ready but it would be by next Wednesday (even though NPF said no such thing, but it gave me TIME). I waited for the "AIKAE!" to flow through the phone line. You can imagine my immense relief when he said "That's my daughter! Just make sure I get it by Wednesday. What time on Wednesday? What about Wednesday morning?" Relief was then followed by more pressure to make sure the loan was ready by Wednesday. Let me interject here to say my father has spots of memory loss. So he had forgotten he was expecting it on Friday. Monday and Tuesday I was rushing around like a headless chicken trying to sort out the loan and get it approved. You know how it is in Samoa - if you don't know the person processing your loan, or more importantly, the person approving your loan, you can bet your loan will be ready next year. On Tuesday evening my dad said he had gone back to the dealer and they said they're getting their new stock on 4 Sept and would he like to wait. Of COURSE he would like to wait. More TIME for me. One thing though - I leave for NZ tomorrow. Which means my dad now has to wait until 9 Sep when I get back, to get his car. The good news is, NPF just called to say it's approved and they will notify the car dealer to hold the car until I return to sign the loan and receive the money.

So cut an already long winded story short - I am dreading going home today to tell him he only gets his car in 2 weeks. And rest assured that "AIKAE" will be uttered followed by a threat of being disowned. Oh joy.