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So, my mom's behind on bill paying once again. They got their water shut off last night, so my dad called for one of us to go pick him up and take him to my grandma's, so that they could bathe/use the bathroom/get something to drink. Well, we got out there, and neither of us had the right keys for the house, so we were trying to figure out a way to break into the house. It didn't seem like it would be too hard. She had a broken window and all, but the glass was still, for a large part intact, so I didn't want anyone climbing through that, let along my dad who can seriously injure himself opening a letter. So, he ended up tearing the cover off the garage door lock and hot-wiring it. Well, it worked. It kind of scared me, though, with how easily he got in. Of course, when grandma's home, she has a lock and bolt on the upstairs door which she uses, so that makes me feel a little better. Luckily, since she wasn't home and is prepared for such things to happen, she left it unlocked. So, they ended up spending the night out there.
Well, since they were left without a car, Chris was supposed to pick them up at 7:30, because my dad has to be at work and Ryan to school by 8. I kept waking Chris up this morning. I rarely wake up in the morning with him ... today was no exception. So, he finally wakes up. "Oh crap!" So, I sat up, looked at the clock ... 8:03. We live 15 minutes away. Luckily, my mom was available and ended up taking them.
My in-laws are coming in next Tuesday. I'm excited! I really, really like his dad ... and his mom, too, but she has a tendency to eat her feet a lot and generally makes me feel bad about something. She doesn't know what she's doing or intend to do it, so I get over it pretty easily, but she's said a couple pretty mean things. Oh well. It'll probably be fine. There's always just that fear lurking in the back of my head saying, "What'll it be this time?" ;]
Well, since they were left without a car, Chris was supposed to pick them up at 7:30, because my dad has to be at work and Ryan to school by 8. I kept waking Chris up this morning. I rarely wake up in the morning with him ... today was no exception. So, he finally wakes up. "Oh crap!" So, I sat up, looked at the clock ... 8:03. We live 15 minutes away. Luckily, my mom was available and ended up taking them.
My in-laws are coming in next Tuesday. I'm excited! I really, really like his dad ... and his mom, too, but she has a tendency to eat her feet a lot and generally makes me feel bad about something. She doesn't know what she's doing or intend to do it, so I get over it pretty easily, but she's said a couple pretty mean things. Oh well. It'll probably be fine. There's always just that fear lurking in the back of my head saying, "What'll it be this time?" ;]