update: last night Mom went back to the condo and grabbed a car load of stuff including a bag of garbage. not a garbage bag but a bag of garbage. I noticed the jar of dukes mayo that had been sitting in her car all night, sealed thank God. this is getting irritating.
I got mom moved in yesterday right at noon after working since 7. so after talking her out of several things. literally "why do you need a ladder at a retirement home?" she's sitting in a pile of stuff, has to eek past her bed to get to the back of the room. she goes "do you think I brought too much stuff?". SCREAMS INTERNALLY
dresden larp: I love that we have one not clued in mortal so everyone has to keep down the supernatural bs or explain it. Rebeca (who is super cool btw) is playing 'Tommy' a drunk, mob boss's kid, fuckboi. She draws on stubble and wears a fedora to game then acts like a dumbass. It's pretty funny watching the mage go "nah, it's special effects." every time