Last night my grandma called my cell phone.
Now, to most this would not seem out of the ordinary, but for me it's pretty epic. Last I knew my grandma thought that in order to call my cell phone she had to call from a cell phone too. She doesn't have a cell phone so I don't think she's ever actually called me until tonight. Weird.
Anyway, she called me and I was shocked. She asked me to go to a concert with her because my grandpa wouldn't go with her...typical. I couldn't go to the concert because I had committed to be somewhere else at the same time. I tried to find my grandma a date and it didn't work.
Now it's 10 hours later and I feel awful. I really love my grandma and would have loved to go with her to the concert. I know that I don't have much time left with her (she's old) and I feel sad and a little guilty that I didn't get to go.
The point of this little story is that I wish I could be in like 10 places at once. I mean I could be at the concert, an AA meeting, work, HHW carving pumpkins (which, BTW, was a blast), sleeping, hangin' with Joey, in Vegas, in SLC to go to Lagoon, etc. But instead I get to be in one place. I get to be in Cedar City, Utah, working at a truck stop and crocheting an afghan that I'm going to try to sell on Esty because my sister said that I could make some money.
This week I'm gonna make time to go see my grandma. I don't wanna regret not being able to hang out with her tonight...life is just too short to have regrets, I suppose.
Moral of the story?
Go call/visit your grandma. (this is a note to self, mostly)