Last night in the middle of the night, my aunt stacy starts yelling like a crazy person and turning on all the lights. My grandpa had spilled water on his bed and his blanket was soaked. I felt really bad for him because my aunt was yelling at him so much.
Everyone is so crazy and stressed. It's not fun to be around them at all.
This morning grandpa was less coherent. He looked very tired and appeared to have trouble understanding what everyone was saying. It made me feel really sad to say goodbye to him. He doesn't have a lot of time left, so this goodbye felt really final. I didn't like that.
As I was leaving, my mom started crying and yelling at me that I only come home for bad things and that I should visit more often. She forgets all the times I've visited when it's not a bad thing. I think the stress and the sad are making everyone crazy in that house.
Driving home was long and boring. But I discovered that my dog really likes classical music. I was flipping through the radio stations and when I came across a classical station, my dog suddenly stopped her crying. (She normally cries the whole way.) She curled up on her seat and fell asleep listening to the music. When I got out of that station's range, she started to cry again. But once I found another station, she went back to sleep. Who knew my dog had such refined taste?
Once I discovered noname's taste in music, the drive was mostly uneventful. There was some traffic outside of baltimore though because a car caught fire. I still got home at a decent time and was able to take a nap before I had to pick ben up from work.
For dinner we had dinner at a kabob restaurant in herndon. It was ok. I liked the veggies on the side a little better than my kabob though. They had more flavor. If we go there again, I might put the veggies on my kabob.
I'm going to have to go to sleep soon. I didn't get enough sleep last night and driving is exhausting. I wish I didn't have to go to work tomorrow. I feel like I didn't get a weekend.