Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree

So I get out of work, and I’m sitting down watching TV. Because that’s what I do. The grandfather clock bings every 15 minutes. It bings at 3:45 which prompts my mom to look at her watch and say:

“Is the grandfather clock fast, or is my watch slow?”

My grand mother looks up and locks at her watch, the clock 4 inches from her, and says:

“My watch is saying 3:44, and my clock says 3:46. The grandfather clock should be right.”

Narrator: “It’s not.” *

In this house, just on the main floor, there are 10 clocks. 10 clocks. There’s only 5 rooms, plus the bathroom. It’s insane how many clocks there are. And guess what? Every clock has a DIFFERENT time.

Don’t get me started on the number of calendars this house has. I can see 2 within 10 feet of me. My grandmother used to hang a calendar in the bathroom because “you never know when you need to know what day it is.”

My mom ended up looking at her iPad for the correct time. where she was sitting she could see 4 clocks!

All I can do is shake my head and laugh internally. I don’t think I want to get old.

I’m mentally tired, and I’m really missing Crystal today. But tonight, I get to video chat her, and have our SNL date tonight. That’s going to be awesome.

* I’m not complaining or bitching about my family. So please don’t take it that way. This is just a slice of life that I don’t think I’ve ever really mentioned on here. I laugh when I think about the content of this post.

I love you so much ❤️