The last gift on the last Saturday
Mom went into the city today to help pack up grandma. Dad and I stayed home. I needed a chill day, plus it was better for me to be away from her anxious energy.
It was a pretty good day. I took a walk--it was in the low 50s!--and then an Epsom salt bath, and after that I pretty much wanted to take a nap, but I got a couple tasks done. When the mail finally came, it included dad's final gift to me. At first I couldn't figure out what it might be, and then I realized he was going off the list I'd given him, and I guessed correctly that he'd tracked down a copy of Harry Potter 7. It was cute; it came in a bag, and then a shipping box, and then another bag. He was napping himself when it arrived so I put the package at his seat at the kitchen table, and he opened it around dinner time. He got a couple layers in, then excused himself and went upstairs. He came back down with a bow, stuck it on the inner bag, and handed it to me while saying, Merry Christmas. Heh. Before it arrived, he even said I'd be all excited about it when it came, and I am. You can't find the original hardcover in stores anymore. I've looked. He looked. Our Barnes & Noble has a whole Harry Potter section and it only has the paperback or a different hardcover. So, yay, this was pretty exciting.
Mom had left about 8:30 AM and didn't come home until after 7. It was a long day. My aunt sent pictures, and I realized that all of my cousins were there, plus J2's wife, so I'm a little bummed that I missed out on hanging out with them, but it's okay. I was pretty relaxed today. Also, it's J2's birthday, not that he celebrates it, but he's 30. My baby cousin is 30. He is the last of all my first cousins, so it's wild that he's that old now. As for grandma's situation, my aunt and uncle are going back tomorrow. They and my mom took home stuff to take to Goodwill, and they were going to make piles for keeping, donating, and garbage. It sounds like they completely cleaned out the storage unit, so that's good. They also found a bunch of hats in her closet, so some of the pictures my aunt sent to my mom were of various family members wearing the hats. They're cute. I made sure to share them to myself.
It was a pretty good day. I took a walk--it was in the low 50s!--and then an Epsom salt bath, and after that I pretty much wanted to take a nap, but I got a couple tasks done. When the mail finally came, it included dad's final gift to me. At first I couldn't figure out what it might be, and then I realized he was going off the list I'd given him, and I guessed correctly that he'd tracked down a copy of Harry Potter 7. It was cute; it came in a bag, and then a shipping box, and then another bag. He was napping himself when it arrived so I put the package at his seat at the kitchen table, and he opened it around dinner time. He got a couple layers in, then excused himself and went upstairs. He came back down with a bow, stuck it on the inner bag, and handed it to me while saying, Merry Christmas. Heh. Before it arrived, he even said I'd be all excited about it when it came, and I am. You can't find the original hardcover in stores anymore. I've looked. He looked. Our Barnes & Noble has a whole Harry Potter section and it only has the paperback or a different hardcover. So, yay, this was pretty exciting.
Mom had left about 8:30 AM and didn't come home until after 7. It was a long day. My aunt sent pictures, and I realized that all of my cousins were there, plus J2's wife, so I'm a little bummed that I missed out on hanging out with them, but it's okay. I was pretty relaxed today. Also, it's J2's birthday, not that he celebrates it, but he's 30. My baby cousin is 30. He is the last of all my first cousins, so it's wild that he's that old now. As for grandma's situation, my aunt and uncle are going back tomorrow. They and my mom took home stuff to take to Goodwill, and they were going to make piles for keeping, donating, and garbage. It sounds like they completely cleaned out the storage unit, so that's good. They also found a bunch of hats in her closet, so some of the pictures my aunt sent to my mom were of various family members wearing the hats. They're cute. I made sure to share them to myself.