I left Denver early Sunday morning and returned on Thursday night. The drive was rather uneventful. I put the cruise control on eight-five for most of the trip and turned up the tunes. I was amazed at how many cars passed me. It felt like I was driving too slowly. The roads were clear thanks to hard work of the Colorado, Kansas and Missouri Departments of Transportation.
It was good to see my parents. My Dad and I got along exceptionally well. My mother was good in spirits and was not on her death bed as her faint phone voice led me to believe. I knew my mother was feeling better as she threw out a few insults and curse words directed at my father. It was the first holiday in a long time that my parents didn’t get into a raging argument over something insignificant.
My brother and his family are all doing well. It was amazing to see all of the holiday decorations in his neighborhood. The neighbors seem to be in an unofficial contest to outdo each other with the lights and other holiday decorations.
The only unpleasant part of the trip was dealing with my sister who showed up unexpected on Christmas morning. She continues to be a self centered cunt. She talked non-stop about her life and her twitter friends. She didn’t ask about my life or K. She ignored my nephew and his new girlfriend. It was all about her and her life. She didn’t thank me for the sizeable check I sent her because of her three year unemployment stint which recently ended with an $8.50 per hour job in a food processing factory. I don’t know why I thought she would acknowledge the gift. I should have known better than to expect her to act otherwise. She didn’t waste any time cashing the check. Another lesson learned.
I did get see K on Wednesday night and Thursday morning. I stayed in his loft because there is no way I could have survived three days in my parent’s smoke infested house. He’s got a great place in the Central West End.
The New Year is only a few days away. I’m looking forward to putting this year behind me.
