Yeah, I keep trying to rationalize, but it's creepy. I popped by the main office today to pick up a package and just remarked to the secretary that maybe they just need to remind the repair guys that they should call me first. (Matt is never home when they come and I'm the default person to contact on the lease).
Rainy day here. Watching the BU games that I tivo-ed this weekend. Got to watch the Lowell game (sorry guys, we were pulling for you) and DU game yesterday. Booked our car for our summer vacation. Made our reservation at Lola in Cleveland. We are officially on our way to an awesome 2 week trip.
![Big grin :D :D](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f600.png)
(we booked our flight back a few weeks ago already).
In update news, grandma 'ewe was moved to hospice during the day yesterday. She had 2 terrible nights of respiratory distress before one of my uncles did the right thing. She's on nebs, morphine, and nitroglycerin to help with her breathing. Per my cousin, she's been "sleeping" since they finally helped her breathing yesterday afternoon. They're worried she won't wake up, I don't have the heart to correct them that she's probably in a coma (and finally comfortable) and that it would be a blessing for her if she didn't wake up. Called my mom yesterday to see how she's doing and she sounded sad, resigned, and tired (she finally went home after being in Baltimore for about 10 days leading up to grandma's discharge from the hospital). She sounds tired, but my dad is happy she's back (he's selling his MD practice this weekend and she manages the money part).