Thirty

I went over to visit my other grandparent's today.

I haven't been spending a lot of time with them lately.    It's probably because I feel uncomfortable around my grandpa.  

I think I pity him more than I love him.    And that makes me feel bad.   I guess because I'd hate to think of someone pitying me rather than loving me.

I wish I loved him more.

I did have a fairly good time with my grandma.   We played a game of Monopoly.    But then she wanted to quit before the game was done.    She wanted to watch a show with my Grandpa.  

So we cleaned up.

Then I left.

 She didn't invite me to stay and watch the show with them.

I wonder why.   Well, and that kind of annoyed me.

Not that I would have wanted to watch the show.  

Maybe I just didn't want to go home.

I'm not sure which I dread more…being with my dad or my grandpa.  

Both of them are probably preferable to Grandma Emma.