My stepdaughter visited last night with her friends. It was good seeing her. It has been a couple of weeks since I saw her last, and probably several months since I had seen her friends.
At one point, I discovered her standing in the middle of our newly redecorated office. She said that the room had seemed much bigger when it was her bedroom. I had not the heart to tell her that we had shrunken the room as part of the redecoration (in order to give more space to the living room), so instead I told her that it was probably the darker paint scheme. She would probably be pissed for some reason if she knew the truth.
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I wonder if I will ever see or hear from her again. hmmmm I guess I am bad-granny and don’t even know why. I still have her mail. Too bad you didn’t keep it there.
And she finally came over to bring her laundry. Grannys are good for something. So now I know she is alive and well and still not working yet.
BTW: We will be bringing our laundry over tomorrow 
LMAO! It’s great to have a purpose in life. Even if it’s just to keep your kids looking nice. I have a surprise for you, Scott. Kind of a consolation for working on the weekend. (And one for Amy,too.)
And you do do a very good job of keeping us looking nice. Thank you so much. And thank you so much for my present. I have a post about it here.