Good Bye Grandpa

Good Bye Grandpa

My grandpa died a couple Fridays ago and I was sad, but I have to admit it was a relief. A lot happened at the funeral, but I wonder if it's worth putting on KD. One thing that breaks my heart is the fact the Austin was extremely upset and bawled his little blue eyes out. He's such a sweet, caring little kid and I am very proud of him. My dad got the most upset when that woman made a huge scene when the casket was leaving the church. My father left the church out the back door so he could just get away and Scott, Steph and I glared at her performance. My mom, of course, followed my dad. I hate her and I knew we all would leave that funeral with bitter memories. I was not impressed with the pastor who did my grandfather's funeral just for the fact that he completely ignored us. He didn't even say hello to us let alone a sympathetic gesture. In the end it was best we went. The whore's son came to talk to us and told us, "I just want you to know that we are not all crooks." He was very supportive of my dad while we were there. They were childhood friends and I am thankful that someone there knew we were not evil and trying to take the bitch's "money." My grandfather left us with bills and they are not small ones either. It isn't fair to them and it only makes sense that we pay off his bills with his money. My parents cannot afford to have such huge bills, frankly no one would be able to. The funeral is over, but we have to go back there to get my grandmother's things. It kind of feels like we won in a way that we at least got to take my grandparents things out of her cluttered house. I just hate going back. That area of the state will never have good memories for me and I never want to go back again. It makes me sick thinking about going back and I know the rest of my family feels the same way.

Work has been too busy and we are down another compositor. She handed in her two weeks notice on Monday. Things are going good for me, however, and I have no plans on leaving anytime soon. I love doing ads, but it can get a little stressful because we need our hours back and they need to hire someone to help us. If we had our 2.5 hours a week back it would make things a lot better, but of course they are trying to save that ever popular dollar. I hate money and it's necessity. *spits on money* I hate how greed makes people stupid and. . . I won't get into my greed rant.

World of Warcraft is going well. It is taking me forever to get my characters up in level because I constantly get yelled at to get off. *sigh* I am having a splendid time running around though and it is getting to the point that I need to fly gryffons to get around because running just takes to dang long.

Finally I got my raise at work and Nancy did it right. Woot! *waves little flag* Hmm, not much else to type. I work my night shifts today and tomorrow. I don't mind them like others do because I am a total night owl and I get 60 cents more an hour for those shifts, so happy. Off I go to eat lunch and play a little WoW.