No need for bail...

Well Sunday was better than I had anticipated.... my mother's sister was scheduled to get her things out of the house... and although she and her family showed up after 11:00 when they were supposed to be there around 9:30... they took what they wanted and left... I had a lot of anxiety about it... seeing my aunt... there has been some drama since mom died and it is likely that seeing them Sunday may be our last contact. I got up there Saturday night spent the evening seeing some high school friends... When I got up Sunday morning, Dad was already up. He hadn't slept well Saturday night, anxious about what, if any, drama would unfold on Sunday. As the morning passed without my aunt's arrival, Dad got more aggitated. The house is a duplex, my parents lived in one half, my grandmother in the other... My aunt's stuff has been kept in my grandmother's side... So when they got to the house, Dad remained in his side of the house.(The whole house is his, but...just to try to explain things better...) I greeted them from the door of my grandmother's apartment and told them that Dad and I were planning on staying in the other side of the house to stay out of their way while they take what they want. I said that if they needed any help to let me know. Dad and I sat in the living room....he worked on soduku puzzles and i was playing around on my computer... I could tell Dad was getting more and more aggitated and I told him he should mow the lawn. He hesitated, not wanting to leave me alone... I assured him I was okay and that if any drama started I would come get him... (or jut kick some ass and let him bail me out of jail!) My aunt did her thing and asked me a couple of questions... Dad and I were surprised to see that she didn't take a lot of the furniture she had claimed she wanted. Oh well... we will get rid of it this fall. After she got what she wanted, she hugged me, crying... I feel bad that she is upset and I am sure it was emotional for her going through my grandmother's things... a process mom had to do after Gramie died almost two years ago... (Am I bitter that mom had to do that alone? Yes. My aunt should have been there.) Plus with recent issues, I am sure she was thinking that this may be the last time she would be in the house and maybe the last time she would see me and Dad... But... it's behind us... one more thing done that we had been dreading.

On my drive back Sunday I was exhausted. My body was completely wiped out. I think I had been more anxious than I had anticipated... and having it behind us made my body relax...

Anyway...

I am getting ready to head north, to go camping for a few days. Sara and Phil are coming too and it should be a good time. Then, when I get back... I will have my oldest nephew with me for a few days! Yahoooooooooo! Our annual Summer at Auntee's house visit!!! I can't wait.