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A few weeks ago I got a call from the woman who was my Sunday school teacher back in the day before I became a Satanist. She and her husband were putting his mother into an "assisted living" arrangement, and with her Alzheimer's, they were worried she would wake up and not know where she was. She asked me if I would make a sign for her that said, "Mom, welcome to your new home at The Nursing Home!". Since I'm still a nice person, despite worshipping the devil, I agreed. When I dropped the poster off at her shop, she said she would take me out to lunch to thank me, and I agreed but didn't expect her to actually follow through. She's a great person, but she's very busy, and a little forgetful.
Last night she called me and said, "Eryn! Are we going to lunch tomorrow?" So today we had lunch. It was nice, and the dreaded, "So, do you still go to church?" question never came up. It just makes me uncomfortable because I don't like to feel like people are disappointed in me.
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My preggo sister's baby shower is on Saturday. With my mom having her license suspended for a DUI, there was some question of how we would get there. Upon being unable to procure a car and driver, she told my sister that I most likely would not be able to attend, but that her fuck buddy/boyfriend would be happy to take mom to the shower. Needless to say, I'm a little pissed off.
