End of an Era

My par­ents are all moved, except for get­ting stuff from the stor­age facil­i­ty to the new place. The phone is final­ly work­ing. No cable TV out there, so they’re get­ting a satel­lite con­nec­tion. My sis­ter and broth­er-in-law were there this week­end help­ing them get set­tled in. I’m The Bad One again—I did­n’t go help. I real­ly don’t want to share these germs, though! And there was that lit­tle mat­ter of R’s birthday.

I want to go vis­it, but Katie def­i­nite­ly has the crud now, and I think G is get­ting it 🙁

It’s extreme­ly odd to think of some­one else being in the house where they lived for 25 years. 

And I can’t believe Dad­dy gave the new peo­ple a for­mer in-law’s name and num­ber to do some ren­o­va­tion for them. Maybe he does­n’t like them? I’m sure the guy does good work if he shows up as agreed and isn’t coked up at that very moment. He’s like­ly to screw any and all females who don’t run away quick­ly. But sup­pos­ed­ly he’s been in rehab since my opin­ion of him was formed.

Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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