So, I’m writing this from my inlaws’ couch, with the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade.
We left out at about 0630, and got down without too many issues.
My wife got the turkey in, and we’re waiting for my mom to show up.
This is the first time I’ve been down here since I left last May. No feelings of comfort at all, whatsoever.
So, the plan is do dinner, go to a hotel for the night, then I get on the train to go home in the morning.
But I do what I’m expected to do.
I should be looking forward to the football games. Even moreso with the Saints playing the Failcons tonight. But I’m having trouble being excited. About that, or much of anything.
*thinks of turkey*
Nope, that doesn’t work, either.
Maybe I’ll have some inspiration while I’m on the train tomorrow.