I was told we were going to be visiting rather than staying at home...12 hours before leaving.
Nobody told me, at all, until 9 pm, that we were going to be spending Thanksgiving away from our home, yet alone, that the planned departure time was 9 am.
So that was fun.
Anyway now I'm sick, a day behind, and basically just "uhg I needed that day to rest" and I didn't.
Mind you, wasn't a bad experience. Food was delicious, we actually ate it all rather than wasting it like we normally risk.
But like...it's not how we'd have preferred to spend our time, basically. I got a few things done but not what I wanted to do done.
Is an alright experience tho. Not a negative one. Just not my preferred one.
Our normal tradition gives me unlimited computer time, and freedom and comfort.
Doing something different from that isn't bad, it's just--well it doesn't give me the freedom and comfort I like from the usual family tradition, so. It's not my preference.
Honestly, the main thing I am miffed at is the fact that my family didn't bother to tell me about this big important change from the typical routine until it was effectively a last-minute thing.
But oh well.
Is done now.