So we didn't see a movie. To be honest my heart wasn't into it. I blamed the so-so reviews on the movie we planned to see when I talked to Kevin. I blamed the lack of clean rooms and a decree from the House Fairy when talking to the kids. We did go to the Chinese buffet for lunch.
We went to one and it was so expensive because of the seafood. So we went to another one. The food was fine. The kids were happy.
Then we went to the Nursing home to see Mom. We brought her presents. I even wrapped them in paper wrap, which if you know me well, you know I have reusable bags. I thought she'd like it. She didn't notice.
She wasn't really happy with anything until we got to the Netflix year. She almost missed it because it was in a card. I mean, really, who reads cards?
My "aunt" Nancy was there too. She sat away from us, no matter how many times we invited her over. She leaned over and asked loudly if I had cleaned up my car. I was taken off guard "Huh?" "Well your grandma told me how dirty your car always was..." She laughed.
Okay, now I have 10 people that travel in and out of my car. I know it was dirty. I tried to straighten up before Grandma would ride in the car. Grandma never said anything to me, though I know she must have noticed. But, seriously, how rude was Nancy's comment?
So then mom asks me if I brought her the $5 bills she asked for previously. I reminded her that I brought them to her the day before (in the cold rain with a sick kid). She had forgotten. So I offered to go to her room to get them. As I turned the corner and saw some furniture outside of Mom's door. Sure enough, my worst fears confirmed - they were cleaning out Grandma's stuff.
Now, I didn't expect them to build a shrine there in the room. But they had left it, down to the half consumed Sprite I drank that night. The only change they had made was her bed was made, which was sad enough to see. But now, the wheel chair I took her to the doctor's in, where she was too weak to hold up her head, was gone. The balloons she was so proud of where missing. It was almost all gone, which hurt so much to see. Her "ugly" shoes were crumpled up on the floor behind Mom's dresser. It was just wrong looking...
It's been a hard day. Tears coming easily. Realizing, confirming, that the only real person I had left from my original family was gone...