Today after work I had a variety of different plans I could choose to attend. I could have gone out with my housemates to the Mariners game, went to Grace's house to visit, stayed home in solitude, but instead I chose to go to my mother's house. A few reasons were behind this decision. I needed to do laundry...for free. I wanted to take crap I didn't want and give it to her to deal with. And of course, I hadn't seen her in over a month so I figured it would be a nice gesture.
While driving, as I was sitting in Friday night- rush hour- Seattle sports traffic, I remembered something substantial. I no longer have a bed at my mother's house. Where will I sleep? I thought. I figured maybe by now she'd move in the spare futon and it would be set up in there, but that was wishful thinking. Upon parking, I prayed she was home. It was kind of a surprise I was coming, so she wasn't expecting me. But I needed her to be there because I also remembered that I don't have a house key on my set of keys anymore because like a fool I removed it months ago and have forgotten numerous times to put it back on.
Thankfully, my mother was not only home, but she also answered the door. Now, I'm sleeping on top of three comforters on the floor. My mom said, "It's like camping, but inside and no bugs!" I guess...
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