The Life and Times of S

New York New York

So I got back from my weekend plus Monday trip from New York. It wasn't fun. I was sick. P. was very sick. And I didn't get to shop. And the speeding ticket I got on the long drive back was icing on the cake. And to make it worse, the ticket will go to Dad's address now since I was driving his car. Now he will think I'm irresponsible and he already doesn't have a very high opinion of me.

I blame Cortana (the GPS lady) for all this!

Anyway, I think the only positive outcome of the trip, for me at least, was the family in New York. Its actually Mom's side of the family. But the lady there, lovingly called Anita Auntie, is one of my favourite people. She reminds me of my Mommy in so many ways that everytime I talk to her, its like talking to my Mommy. Just as caring, just as generous, always smiling and the same long hair. Always centre parted. Always in a braid. No make-up. 100% genuine. Just like Mommy.

I almost cried when I said good bye to her yesterday.

And now I'm back to a mess of a house. As I sit here alone and try to relish my watermelon that I've been craving since Friday, I'm trying to figure out where to begin packing. Should I pack the kitchen first? Or the closets? Or my shoes? Or should I pack the fridge magnets? But then I wonder, no matter what I pack first, the memories will emotionally blackmail me regardless during the last few days in the house

I think I'll just sit here and enjoy my watermelon.
And once again, leave the decision until tomorrow.

posted by S @ 6:04 PM