Change of plans
The plan was this: move to San Francisco, stay with Grandpa while I find a job and a place, then move out and get on with my life.
The plan is now this: move to San Francisco, stay with Grandpa at least until January, or possibly indefinitely, and be there to make sure he eats enough and take him to the doctor whenever he falls over.
Do I sound unenthusiastic? Eh, it’s not really the glamorous city living that I had in mind when I planned the move, but it’s not so bad. I think I might have to buy him a DVD player and get a Netflix account though. I can’t handle another week of “Wheel of Fortune”.