my father finally got a hearing aid and has since been putting WD-40 on all the hinges in the house

This amuses me greatly.

I feel bad that my mum spent the weekend cleaning out gram's house to ready it for sale. Or maybe it delighted her to spend the weekend throwing out that horrid womans crap (grams had a sickness, she would have been a shoe-in for sweeps week on Hoarders). Mum was happily giving her stuff away, letting the home-aid take whatever furniture she wanted, while my aunt kept insisting they didn't want anything and then objects suddenly disappearing, while my mum was all "Really, I don't care, take it!" because that's less stuff to haul for the "got junk" guys. Grams made beer can angels. A lot of them. She kept the cardboard squares that earrings come on.

I actually feel kind of sick that Gram's kids are ransacking her shit, but she's also definitely at the stage of mental incapacity where she can't make legal decisions. And for all that she's not happy to be in the "hotel for old people", she wasn't happy about Bernice the home-aid, and she got used to that pretty quick (to the point that losing Bernice now is one of the points of contention with her).

What made the passat your one true car?

Mostly the passatness, but honestly, the thought that if I did this now, I don't have to deal with any more car shopping.

Did I miss the precipitating event, or was it just time (I realize most people don't wait until the bitter end...)

It was time, and Having a four door will be easier with the dog, and I AM INSANE

Passat schmassat... enough with the tedious details; what color is it?

It's Opera Red! She called me FROM THE CAR (nearly scaring me death) and that's the first thing I asked, too!

Glad for you, Lee.

I submitted my NBPTS renewal portfolio today. It's not due until the 31st, but I had to get it done. I started it in earnest last Monday and then I was like FINISH THIS NOW. I was worried and angsty about the videos, but K helped me transfer them. I did the writing, she helped with the revision and now all of those anxiety dreams about this? FINISHED.

And I also finished a work thing on Friday.

So, I have two more big things to figure out then I can relax.

I'm not enjoying the 100 degree weather, though.

Opera Red is a great colour! Almost as good as my Jet...yeah, I really need to let that go.

The non-valley side of the weather was great--yesterday was perfect sundress and convertible weather. Today I only darted out early since I got to the last ingredient and found out that I only had instant cook oats, and this recipe of cookie is best with 2:1 old fashioned. CRISIS.

all of those anxiety dreams about this? FINISHED.

Hip hip!

Liese, at the big team garage sale this weekend, I had taken a couple of pictures and the kids asked me to post them to facebook and tag them. I had to remind them that I'm not friended with them and was then asked why not. I told them that I don't friend request my son's friends, but if they want to friend me, that is fine. They gave me a weird look and friended me anyway. I just feel more comfortable that way.

Friend is now a meaningless word.

I start my new job tomorrow. Outfit has been chosen and now I just need to GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP.

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