As I woke up at a early time (for me ^^;) 9:00am and fumbling around to pay bills (since I had the sudden urge to pay every bill super early so I could live happily ever after) my grandfather walked in with the usual greeting, “Did you sleep late?” to which I respond with the same answer “No I didn’t…” *shifty eyes* Usually he goes away afterwards and I don’t see him until dinner time. This time after he left with the usual squeaks, as he walked dragging his feet along the floors in his slippers, he returned to my room carefully holding a pink paper with his right hand.
