Friday, November 23, 2012
I had planned on spending Thanksgiving with my brother, but he works for the railroad, and he got called up for a trip to Yuma on Thursday morning. We will do the feast on Saturday instead.
So, kind of at loose ends, did a 6 mile walk in the morning, did the weeks worth of dishes and laundry, then potted up a bunch of plants, and washed and waxed my bike.
I was kind of craving some turkey (and stuffing and gravy!), so I decided to go to the Gold-en Corral for dinner. It is a buffet style restaurant popular with senior citizens and non-cooking type people. There were 150 to 200 people lined up in the parking lot waiting to get in, so I cruised right on by. Decided to swing by Sears for some special tools needed at work, but they were closed. Stopped at a Denny's and had a somewhat lame turkey dinner that didn't really satisfy any craving.
Stopped at a local Wallyworld and bought some sweatpants and sweatshirts, some pasta and sauce, sausage and cheeses. (Planning on some lasagna!). Managed to stuff $160 worth of crap into my saddlebags, but it took some artful re-packaging.
I just realized this morning that other than a few minutes talking to my neighbor over the fence, I didn't talk to anyone all day. I am reading everyone's blogs about spending the day with friends and family, and found that I don't really miss all that. Is there something wrong with me if I prefer being alone? No drama, no arguments, just doing what I want to do, when I want to do it.
I have been deaf so long, I've got pretty used to living in my own head, without a lot of outside interference. With the recent surgery, I can hear now, but I'm not really sure I'm ready to come out and play.