I was making plans to go out tonight/Friday night/Halloween when I asked my sister if she wanted to do anything. She decided she wouldn't go because she feels she needs to take care of Mother, who is still recuperating from surgery. And you know, that totally makes sense. We two can't just go out and do something on a Friday night three days after our mom went under the knife. So I then thought I would just do something by myself, like get a massage or go to a movie. But then I realized Mother still was hurt, so maybe I should come back home after work -- you know, just because. And so I will.
Won't enjoy it. Beyond not having a Friday night to myself, I am scared that trick-or-treaters will still ring the doorbell at my house. I assume that my parents make sure no one comes knocking by turning off all the lights and staying in their bedroom. But My Mother can't do that. She is supposed to walk around the house to build up strength in her new knee. That obviously means the lights in the house have to be on, and I'm scared some dumb or overeager kids will see that as a sign we have candy. I would rather not be around for that awkwardness, but alas, I will be around in case that happens, unfortunately.
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