Money Talks

$200 cash and the couch is installed in her apartment.

It fit, by the way.

It didn’t even look hard for the movers.

Those 84” just moved right in.

Afterwards I sat on it while I engaged with a 45 minute phone call with Comcast to get everything hooked up and working. The moment I told her we were all hooked up and working she had this to say.

Which one is my remote?

This is the remote for the cable.

I hate that remote.

Well, it’s the remote.

I can’t use it. I hate those buttons.

It is the exact same remote you’ve been using for 4 1/2 months.

I hate it.

“Well, call Comcast tomorrow and see what your options are. Your phone works now.”

To “celebrate” I was forced into a dinner with her and T at Carmines. (I do love Carmines). My manic self convinced S to join us to eat (the hot food waiting at the table when he walks in and him maybe not having time to stay routine). I sat next to roomie so I wouldn’t have to look at her. When T updated her Dad on the day she mentioned we weren’t on the list.

Yeah, your Mom didn’t like that.

Ok. So it was intentional. I am so happy to walk away. She has what she needs. I’m out.

We’re done here.