
We have the house inspection tomorrow and I'm really nervous. I mean Patrick's dad came and looked and said it looked to be in pretty good shape, but I still am nervous. I keep wanting to call my mom and tell her or show her the house, it's still so weird that she's gone. My friends are moving January 17th to the Cayman Islands, Casey is going to go look for a job and then get a work visa.
My great-aunt died last week, she was 92. We weren't really close with that side of the family, some sort of rift before I was born. There were only ten people at the funeral, she outlived all her sisters and brothers and her husband. Her daughter who's like 73 and her husband and kids (who are 48 and 46) don't really socialize, I guess, cause it was family and my cousin Spiz's receptionists. The pastor had these long pauses where it kinda seemed he spaced out for a while and then he would start right back up. It was really weird, but I guess I shouldn't expect anything else from my family.
My cousin's baby is doing really well, he "helped" decorate for Christmas. He was in one of those front kid backpacks and he grabbed at the lights and ornaments as she hung them up. I'm pretty sure he's tripled in weight so he's all healthy now. They aren't going to make it down to Christmas though and that sucks.
Oh and where did December go, I was doing my timesheet at work and it's two weeks until Christmas. I was doing so well, I started early since I was making some of the gifts and some of them might have to get a picture with a promise of a finished item. Luckily it's not anyone's only gift, so I won't feel so guilty. Well, I guess that's it for now.