It Wasn't So Bad in meh...

I called my mother on Christmas and spoke with her for a while. I told the grandkid that Santa took his stuff “to paw paw’s house” so that when they go over there he will have something. That helped me avoid a shit load of drama. I made pancakes, fed the boys, got little baby in the shower and dressed. He was so excited. I sat around the house and then got myself together and went to my dad’s house.

The usual suspects were there. My baby sister and her “family”. I think she moved too fast with this boyfriend but it’s not my business. She and I have to make a date to go to the Indian restaurant. I hadn’t been in ages and she said that I was the only person she knew who would eat it. So I have to get some money together for that.

I had a good time at dad’s even though I still feel out of place sometimes.

RJ stopped by later on and we drank and talked and talked a lot.

So my holiday wasn’t a bust. Dad gave us all money. Even the grandkiddo got a $50 gift card. He bought a toy and batteries yesterday and he will be buying pizza for lunch. LOL Son went and hung out with friends yesterday. Which was good for him.

Yesterday, I looked at files from the business that my sister was working on. I just flipped through them to get a general idea of what I was actually, looking at. Then I just hugged them. I’m going to do something with the business. I have to. Not just for her.

So that’s all for the moment. My neck is a bit stiff, but I’m okay.

Kindest regards,
Sister