Ok, so I'm one of those lucky folks whose parents are still in the house they bought almost 50 years ago. Sometimes I can't imagine never being able to come here, to be "home", but one day, it will happen..
In the meantime, I am here, sleeping in a twin bed in my sister's old bedroom. Because my old bedroom has 'the big bed' and my aunt and uncle will be here for the weekend as well.
Coming home is a very odd feeling. Here I am, 55 years old, and yet I walk in these doors and its like time hasn't moved, I'm still in my 20s or 30s. Things don't change here very often. Doors, walls and rooms of course stay the same. And nothing much has changed either. Altho there's a very fine new flat screen tv ... and some of the knick knacks and doo-dads change. But I walk in the door, greet Mom, who then inquires if I need something to eat. *laughs* That part will never change, I'm sure!!
And on the good side, my dad had another echocardiogram, and its much better than the last one. so quite the reprieve from past reports. Isn't it funny how just the absence of a little bit of that extra layered on stress can make a person feel 100% better!??!??! I am anticipating a good weekend :)
And OH YEAH BABY.......
The SF GIANTS won again in game #4
WOOO HOOOOOO
*stands and does the wave*
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