Home from work at 7:38. Bored by 8:00
8:05
me: Grandma, wanna go on a walk with me? Or something? Anything...? I'm feeling woozy and want to do something.
grandma: Woozy? Let's take your blood pressure, it's probably low.
me: ... uh, okay! That's something! *blood pressure thing-y doesn't work after ten minutes of tinkering*
grandma: hm.. that's odd.. let me try.. hmmm.... hmm...
me: so, wanna do something? I think it'd be kinda fun to do yoga! Wanna do yoga with me, grandma?
grandma: Yoga gives me carsickness. *launches into story about how laying on her back at the end of a yoga exercise class gave her incapacitating carsickness*
me: I don't even... how..?? ......... Well... wanna go to 7/11 with me?
grandma: no, it's late {8:45} and your grandfather won't want me out that late {he doesn't care}.
me: okayyyy *retires to room to clean and doodle and change into pajamas*
9:00
grandma: Are you ready to go??
me: *emerging from room in slippers and sweats to grandma in jogging pants and shoes* what the...?? Grandma??
grandma: I thought we were going on a walk to 7/11!
me: I.. yes. Okay. *rushes to room to change*
Such an odd night with this woman.
