You open the door and, looking through it, you see your grandmother sitting on her sofa and reading a book. She doesn't seem to notice you, so you take a deep breath and walk through her door.
Suddenly, you're sitting on your grandmother's couch, holding her book in one hand and the key in another. You notice that you're wearing your grandmother's burgundy nail polish, and, in your haste to examine it, you drop the key. It lands on the floor, and when you bend over to pick it up, you feel a painful ache in your back. "Guess that I've got Grandma's aches and pains..." you mutter, sitting back up. You also realize that you can't hear the wind outside, even though your grandma's window is open and the plants are swaying. "...along with a few other things." You're not too worried about your new medical conditions; after all, you can swap back tomorrow.
"Better get grandma's-no, wait. 'My' cane." You chuckle as you stand up and walk over to a full-length mirror to see what you're wearing. You have on a white blouse with a pair of khaki pants, along with brown moccasins. Your ears are pierced, and your hair is cut short like your grandma's. You're wearing red lipstick, and the rest of your makeup looks light by comparison. You smile in front of the mirror. "This key opens so many possibilities..." you say. While you're thinking about the hallway, your landline starts ringing.
Your mother ('My "daughter,"' you think to yourself) is on the other end. "Hi Mom!" she says excitedly. "How are you doing?" After chuckling at the irony of this situation, you reply "I'm doing great, sweetheart! I can't wait for our get-together!" Your grandma impersonation is pretty good, and your 'daughter' buys it. "Remember to get here by 2, because we'll have lunch prepared by then," she says. "See you there!" You say goodbye and hang up. It's 1:30, so you figure that if you leave now, you'll get to your house by 2.
You grab your purse, and get into your grandmother's car. You find that you now know how to drive. "There are a few perks of being Grandma," you say with a chuckle.
After a long drive, you reach your house, where...
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