Trampling Dan

I finally know how the cats feel when they sit and look at the door waiting for it to open so they can escape. I spent the weekend with Grandpa alone. It was a good, calm weekend but I was sort of trapped in the house without socialization. I finished one of my online classes, did bills, took care of Grandpa, and sort of organized. However, I was so ready to get out of the house for at least an hour as soon as Dan arrived home. He opened the door and I about trampled him on my way out. Ah, Borders, Walgreen's, and Safeway never looked so good!