this morning #799.

this morning, so they’d know that i was going to hold up my side of the bargain, i fixed my tie & started to unload a load of groceries from the back of my pickup. these days, showing up empty-handed at mom’s place was not an option. i slowly made my way up the walkway. as i did, i worked up a few possible opening lines, kind words about her hair or her outfit, whichever seemed more fitting in the moment. sis warned me that she’d sort of let herself go, so i’d prepped myself for whatever awaited me on the other side of her front door. i rang the bell but couldn’t tell if it’d made any noise, so i knocked. when the door opened up, i was totally SHOCKED. she looked like my mom in drag.