I spent a good hour and a half yesterday in tears... Not just because I was/am a teeny bit afraid to be home alone / bus to work down 118th ave (sketchy area), but it finally sank in that my mom's dad is dying. I haven't seen my grandpa in years, and can't afford a plane ticket out to Toronto, so I might never see him again.
Poor Rory looked so distraught when he was leaving... I felt so bad. It almost felt (to me) that I was guilting him for going... But I wanted him to go see his grandmother. That type of stuff is far more important than anything else.
So last night, after Rory left, I watched TV and sat with my laptop perched on my knees, and entertained myself until I went to bed. Didn't really feel like cooking, but I found a frozen container of hamburger soup in the freezer, so I heated that up. I also had like 4 or 5 cups of loose-leaf tea (yummm.).
Loose-leaf tea has pretty much become my new healthy fixation. It tastes oodles better than the bagged stuff. And is quite a bit cheaper a lot of the time. I have a strainer that you just put right in your teacup, too.
I'd like to get a clear glass teapot and tea cups, though. Maybe for my birthday my awesome friends will pool together? Haha.
I'm rambling. I'm on my way to work, though. Wearing one of Rory's hoodies and wishing I could have gotten a hug from him this morning... Although he *did* call me at like 7 to make sure that I got up for work on time (and had to wake himself up in order to do that)... I really appreciated that, though. =)
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Awweh, sweetie *hugs*.
Yeah, I just went down to Ontario, and honestly, one of the biggest reasons for the trip is because my great-great Aunt Jean (who is THE SWEETEST WOMAN EVERRRR!!) probably won't last another year.
It's really sad, and I'm really sorry that you can't see him. But maybe call him and speak to him?
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