did you know it's very easy for me to get overwhelmed?
if i have more than two things to do and haven't written them down, i will either forget them or have them swarming in my skull like the gray in zaun and kill me slowly. so i get overwhelmed.
i had like seven things to do today and i had a timeline to follow that i had to stick to.
so i did my best and went at it. and by "went at it," i mean i did none of it before leaving the house the first time and did all of it afterward.
i left around noon to bring something to my aunt and gramma before going to lunch. i brought over some money for my aunt and my cousin who was to visit today, along with a box of cookies for her and a gingerbread house kit for aunt wendy, boo, and gramma to make together.
i rang the doorbell and aunt wendy greeted me at the door, ushering me inside and a great big smile. it was nice to see her up and about again and looking more like herself. gramma asked me if i wanted a slice of pie. usually i'd say no, but (1) it's my gramma and my aunt and (2) it was pumpkin pie. i am physically incapable of saying no to pumpkin pie.
(gramma's pies are the best as long as she remembers the sugar.) (she did.)
yknow sometimes when you go to a place and order pumpkin pie that it's not always delicious out there crust isn't sprays good out there put itself isn't creamy enough or is too grainy? you don't get that at gramma's house. the pies she makes have perfect, flaky crust and creamy, delicious filling that have the perfect texture. the same is true for the pumpkin pie i had. just a perfect piece of pie that wasn't too soft and wasn't too hard and had the right amount of moisture in the crust and the right amount of spices in the pumpkin. it was literally the perfect piece of pie.
but savoring the pie as it deserves made me a little late. i didn't mind. the pie was worth it.
(i also slipped my aunt two andes mints from my wallet while at the table with gramma. gramma didn't notice at all. aunt wendy and i laughed.)
and just before i went to leave, i helped aunt wendy out to the curb to toss the bag of trash she was taking out. she told me something that the nurses at the hospital had told her: that when she was in the emergency room, the young lady who looked like her daughter who stayed beside her was kind and pleasant. she has no memory of it, that much is certain, but i think it's more important to be loving, especially when someone isn't going to remember it. i am grateful that's who i am as a person, the person i have spent so long becoming.
my aunt cried and told me how grateful she was that i was there and how happy she is to have me as a niece. i gave her another hug before i left. my aunt is so special to me and is so important to me. i love her so much.
after leaving gramma's house, i met kristen for lunch today at the diner we frequent, and it was so nice to just sit down and spend time with her. i know my mom and dad are sick, and i haven't wanted to be sick because of my plans for next week, so i wanted an injection of vitamin c to keep the sickness at bay. so what did i order with my lunch?
hot chocolate and a chocolate frappe.
not quite the OJ i intended to get, but eh. it was good.
but we sat and talked for a while, and it was really nice.
when we went to leave, she handed me all of the little tootsie rolls the diner gives you like olive garden gives you mints.
and when kristen left, i moved my car to accomplish one of my tasks in the daylight: breaking down the giant box from my office and taking everything out. what an annoying task. fairly terrible. but i did it. i broke down the cabinets and the box and pulled out all of the tiny tchotchkes from the bins and put it all in a bag. that was that. and i went home.
i put all of my laundry away, ran a load, realized i didn't have to have that laundry with me at joel's, packed a bunch of dresses from the cold weather pile, gathered all of the gifts i needed for joel's family christmas tomorrow, and then grabbed my stocking contents (candy) before leaving for joel's.
i stopped at target and picked up a ton of shit while i was there - candy, more candy, more candy, some red bulls for joel, some wrapping supplies, and a knitted stuffed kirby. it was in the wrong section. i saw him and knew i immediately needed to get him.
And i got myself a new silver purse because it's cute and fits my wallet nicely.
i stopped at pressed cafe for dinner, right next to target. i got a tuna sandwich because that's what i was feeling, and the bread was so good. it's a seven-grain bread and since it's a panini it gets pressed (hence the name of the cafe lol). i got chips with it and a fresh squeezed orange juice, finally fulfilling my desire for the day - i drank half of it and decided to save the rest for tomorrow. all of it was goddamn delicious.
i made it to joel's and went to wrap gifts. however, i had been talking to leo all day and was stupidly horny, we're not going to talk about my actions here even though leo loved it
but getting to talk to leo was nice. he'd had a long day and was fairly tired, so he went to sleep shortly after i talked to him. but i got the gifts wrapped and done and went to bed.
now i am in bed and joel is being a goober but i am so tired and i need sleep desperately.
