A few days later my S.O. and I made out a plan about how to turn this horrible grandma aesthetics moodboard into an actual living space.
Meanwhile, the old landlady would spam me randomly with mails (I once asked her via mail how the cleaning lady is doing and if we could start to move our stuff in). I bet some of you guys have at least one old person in their family who uses glittery bad executed and corny E cards for whatever occasion? Or those really bad made E-stickers inside their mails? (she actually used this website https://www.witchtree-grusskarten.de/. Don’t click it unless you want to die from eye cancer)
I was creeped out beyond compare not only because of her bad taste but also about the nature of her mails in which she would ask me if I was lucky with my husband or if I got the message she channeled to me via Angel, etc.
My S.O. and I just moved in all our personal belongings in boxes to that appartment when I received a not so good call from my mother. You know, those calls that you would receive either in the middle of the night or very early in the morning…never good calls. I knew that something bad must’ve happened before I picked up the call. My grandma had passed away only two days after I officially moved out. I felt bad because I was her caregiver the last couple of months (my dad and his brothers worked far away from home and they couldn’t be present when her health declined so it was me who visited her several times a day in the hospital and talked with the doctors about what would be possible and what not) and I left her with the words “Next time I visit you you’ll be out of here again.” I was not THAT wrong, because the next time I saw her she was already cremated…
My parents wanted me to not throw myself right into a car and taking a turn towards home since it wouldn’t change anything. They promised me to take care of the burial preparations (which was kind of another story, haha). So we continued to drive back and forth between his parents house and our new home until nothing was left to move.
The cleaning lady must have been terribly impaired in vision AND her movements because when we inspected our new appartment further we came to the conclusion that everything was as dusty and stale as we left it the last time.