Normally I wouldn't post about something as insignificant as a visit to the Grandpop's condo, a full 15 minutes away from my house if you don't break the speed limit once on the way over, but it was between that and familial disruptions; that's really all that's going on in my life right now - grandparents and arguments. So I chose the more cheery of the subjects to give Monica something upbeat, if a bit mundane, to read about ;)
Grandpop moved from condo #45 in the Thomas Paine building to #25, same building. Three floors down, and on the opposite side of the building, this was a big step for good ol' Grandpop. My mom, in one of her flurries of daughterliness, shooed Ally, Jackie, and me out of the house on Wednesday, telling us we had to help him unpack. Poor Grandpop had no idea we were coming, and though we were a help, there's no situation in which the McA______ sisters aren't a bit of a disruption as well.
Ally cannot tackle any task without singing. Loud, high notes. Which makes life a bit more difficult for a kind, old man with a hearing aid. Jackie and I took a more silent approach, putting books and pictures on bookshelves, and only when Grandpop instructed us to. Of course, my desire to both be a perfectionist and to hide it don't come from nowhere. Grandpop kept waffling back and forth: Put these books on this shelf. Oh, but they have an order. But I can put them in order later, it really doesn't matter... Put the records on the shelf beneath the television. Keep them in order, they're alphabetical. But by genre. See, the musicals are first. But, oh, it doesn't really matter... The china goes in here, just stack it up. Except the plates, they go behind. But it doesn't matter. Oh, and the tea cups. Obviously put them in saucers symmetrically on shelves. Or however you want to...
In the end, he was really happy to have us over, as always. And who doesn't love a proud Grandpop - they're the best. Jackie and I felt bad about his collection of movies and books (one movie was entitled "See what I mean: a guide to reading lips"), but Grandpop's a jovial type. Plus, who can't love a guy who lives in a building called Thomas Paine?
3 comments:
I would just like to comment that monica is not your ONLY blog stalker! I am so glad to see you back in the blogging world but just felt back nagging you considering the current state of my own blog.....oops. Anyhow, I always enjoy reading!
emily
Well thank you, Miss Emily. I would, of course, like to see your blog updated, but since we're past the 6 month mark, perhaps that's a foolish dream. I always enjoy your readership! :)
haha Caitlin, it was actually me (Ashley) here in Chile posting about the OC...I figure in Iowa they probably aren´t behind so much :)
I miss you lots and lots and wish you were here in Chile with me!
Ashley
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