Well, for the past few days I've been 'baby' sitting my grandmother, mostly an uneventful undertaking, mostly. You know, if you exclude the fact that the Sheriff was called out to the house on Tuesday it was uneventful. After doing practically nothing all day for, God, only three days, I'm going insane. I hate this job, hate it with a passion. I find myself chanting, "I don't want to grow up..." in my head all through this posting. My thumb is sore from shuffling cards as I have been shuffling and dealing for the two of us while playing cribbage. Whether I beat her or she beats me, it just sounds sad. She's 80 years old, it doesn't sound right when I brag about beating her and it sounds pretty pathetic that an elderly woman who has to have a baby sitter beats her granddaughter at any game. UGH!!! I don't ever want to get old, least not like that.
I've been dosing up on Nyquil and passing out round 10/10:30pm and waking up around 6:30am-ish...all I want to do is sleep, and possibly sing...I know Steph wants more of me in that sense...I don't know what to do, this weekend seems rather blah already....
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Okay, but I think you're missing the point...I'm not doing a single thing except watching my grandmother age, and hear voices and shuffle across the floor with a walker...
That I highly doubt, though we could argue this forever.
Umm, where'd all that come from?
Nevermind, I'm sorry STEPHANIE.
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