So when are you coming back to get your stuff? And did you get a chance to pick out a real estate agent from the list I sent you? You know I'm more than happy to help you sell your place any way I can.
Grandma Anne:
Well Livie, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about.
Me:
Okay…
Grandma Anne:
I was thinking. It’s such a pain to sell a house. And to move furniture. So if you don’t mind doing me a favor, I’d appreciate it if you’d just take it.
Me:
Excuse me?
Grandma Anne:
Honey this is text, I don’t have to ask if you heard me. Did you fall and hit your head? I want you to take it. What part of that do you not understand?
Me:
I don’t know what to say.
Grandma Anne:
Well most people would say thank you Grandma Anne, but hey, you do you.
Me:
Thank you Grandma Anne!
Grandma Anne:
That’s better. And it’s all settled. Your parents and aunt and uncle agreed everything was going to you anyway, so why bother waiting? The house is in a trust so I made you the sole beneficiary. It’s already done, you just need to sign some papers at my attorney’s office next week.
Me:
OMG I can’t believe it. You’re the best grandma ever!
Grandma Anne:
Tell me something I don’t know, Livie
Me:
lol
Grandma Anne:
Gotta go, it’s our turn for pickleball. Love you sweet girl.
Me:
Love you too, Grandma Anne!
I’m grinning from ear to ear as I put my phone down and check on my brownies. Elise let me come up with a few new items to offer at the bakery, and my cheesecake brownies have been a huge hit. I’m just taking a third batch out of the oven when I hear Archer’s voice bellow over the entire crowded bakery. I rush out front, scared something is wrong.