Dan's Day Of Sadness
Last Thursday I had the night off and supposedly all the people living in the house with me had other plans for the evening, so I made some plans of my own. Every once and awhile I like to spend a complete evening alone doing things that are typically done in groups of two or more.
For instance last Thursday the plan was to buy a couple bottles of wine, light the fireplace, curl up in a blanket with some cookie dough ice cream, and watch The Notebook. I decided to plan this evening again because everyone else had plans and I had never seen The Notebook. I kind of always thought I would end up watching it with someone special, but I guess I treated this movie like I treat so many other things. "No one is going to do it for you, so you might as well do it for yourself" (The reason I took french and learned how to play the guitar; both of which where activities that I loved.)
Anyway as it got to be closer to show time, the people I live with started to come home. Only one of them lived up their promise to be gone for the evening. My Uncle and cousin not only ended up staying in, but they also invited themselves into what I was then calling, "Dan's day of sadness." In the end I thought that it really was ok that they wanted to join in because while being alone and watching that movie was the evening I had planed for myself, it is always preferable to be surrounded by those that love you.
The movie was great, as was the ice cream and the two complete bottles of wine. What was not great was the fact that I was slightly upset that they joined me in my evening of solitude, and was thus a little rude. The headache and vomiting in the morning was also something I could have done without.