Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Sadly, Mrs Bookstooge works for an evil retail company, so she is working until 1am tonight and then going in on Thanksgiving at 4pm. We're planning to celebrate Thanksgiving Friday evening. A friend from church heard about it and invited me over to his inlaws for dinner.
I want to go and I don't want to go. He hasn't emailed me the address yet and I'm not pushing for it. I figure if he gives me the address, then I go. If he doesn't, then I don't go. Sometimes being an introvert is weird.