After the morning incident, I took sweet time to reorganize the house to look less of a hotel and more like a home. But it still didn't come out the way I would have loved it to due to the ridiculous colours and furniture, but if I must say, I did a lovely job.
After such an herculean task, I decided that I needed some air, so I went to see mum who is, my grandma. I prefer calling her mum. I mean, I had called her mum for most part of my life it just stuck I guess, remembering it started on my first day of kindergarten when I needed someone to enroll me into school, we couldn't have my actual father enroll me now could we? Not when he himself was considered a minor at that time
So my grandmother stood in place of my mum. Having been the one who signed the adoption papers when I was found
