I have come to determine that I have the world's worst sense of timing. If I do decide to actually cook a complete meal, which really isn't all that often, I never get all the dishes done at the same time. We're always waiting on something. I'm a procrastinator in some things too. That does not help the timing issue one bit.
Last December I had laparoscopic surgery done to diagnose the problems I'd been having. I had that surgery two days before Christmas. How's that for bad timing? While I enjoyed the holidays with my family, most of my energy was spent on recovery. And now it's like deja vu. Here I am after having major surgery just days before a national holiday. People are planning bbq's and going on vacations, and I can't even walk out my front door. I would need to go down the stairs for that, and stairs are a big no-no right now. It's not like I'm super patriotic or anything, or that I love this holiday a great deal. I'm social though, and I love to be around people. I didn't think it would bother me all that much, but it is. Two of my four family members are gone with friends through the weekend. The ones still at home are the ones who don't talk! My house is nice and quiet without bickering of siblings, but now the quiet is starting to grate on my nerves.
I've been invited to a friend's house for a bbq, but even just getting myself over there and camping on her couch would be overdoing it. I know it. So, I sit in my bedroom with my little window to the world and read on fb and twitter about what everyone else gets to do this weekend. Am I feeling sorry for myself? Maybe a little bit.