At 10:08 this morning I received the email alerting me to my sister coming along for this weekend of fun. They will arrive late Friday and stay until Tuesday; it is currently Tuesday. So we've got some time.
Here's the email with only words in brackets (identifying info) changed:
[Me],
Hope things are going well with everyone.
I would plan to bring [The Sister] up when we visit. She is in [CondoTown] with
me for now.
If we need to, we can stay at the motel near you. Just let me know.
Mom will arrive sometime after 11:00 PM and I will pick her up at the
airport.
I plan to be there earlier, depending on work and traffic.
I would like to bring some groceries up. Can you send me a list?
Do you need anything from Ikea that will fit in my car? I should be by
there while they are open.
Moms flight leaves around 2:30 on Tuesday. I plan to leave at the same
time.
Love,
Dad
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The phrasing of, "I would plan to bring..." strikes me as very odd. This is also the first indication of The Sister having moved out of the home of someone she was mooching off of since May at a posh address in Manhattan.
Eight hours later, having called my phone and finding it to be turned off, Dad called Husband's phone to find out whether he needed hotel reservations and to get shopping lists. Eight hours?!
Shopping lists would be weird to a normal person, but for them it's a wonderful improvement on showing up with a box containing 23.5 pounds of Mueller's pasta in assorted shapes.
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That sounds promising! Did you tell them yes to the motel, at least for Sis?
ReplyDeleteAsk them for lots of red wine and ice cream, too.