Today has been interesting. Later tonight, I'll go out and play trivia with my oldest friend but in the meantime, I am home alone and enjoying the air conditioning. After going to lunch with my mother, I went with my parents to visit my father's parents (yes, my grandparents). They are in a nursing home across town and my father drove the whole way there and back. My mother was smart enough to sit in the back seat because my father's driving style can best be described as "barely present." He takes his eyes off the road for any and no reason. He texts, he calls people, he drifts into other lanes and then gets angry when he can't get back into the lane he drifted out of. My stomach was in knots both to and from the nursing home. Things were bad.
Getting to my grandparents nursing home, I realized I hadn't seen them in about a year. My grandmother had no idea who I was and she looks so much like my great-grandmother now it is scary. My grandfather used the word butthole in front of me and indicated the word "shit" in a story. These are new developments. In hearing all about my cousins, I realized I am somewhere in the middle of the success factor as far as grandkids go. Two of my cousins have grown up with nothing but privilege and are leading kind of gadabout lifestyles that are taking them all over the globe. On my other uncle's side, there is an out of wedlock baby from a drug addict dad and all sorts of other drama more indicative of the white trash from which I sprang. I think the cousin who is doing best is Sara, who is married and making crazy money as a nurse. That's some good work if you can get it. Here I am, the 40 year old and oldest of the grandkids, accomplishing nothing fast.
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