Crew

I t was finally Thanksgiving break. And I wasn’t saying that because I was excited to eat food or see my family. I was solely excited to not have class or hockey for a few days.

I was still pissed at my parents for how my birthday went, and I made the executive decision to skip out on Thanksgiving with both of them this year.

I lied and told each of them that I’d be spending Thanksgiving at the other’s house, and that I’d spend all of Christmas at theirs to make up for it, even though that was a lie. I’d split the day like I had every other year, but that was a later problem to figure out.

At first, both of my parents put up a small fight but eventually accepted.

Lane had offered to let me go home with him to spend Thanksgiving with his family, but I turned him down too. Quite honestly, I was just looking forward to some peace and quiet by myself.

I’d never spent a holiday alone, so who knows? Maybe I’d hate it. But it would probably still be better than another shit show holiday with my parents.

Bridget left to go home on Tuesday and Lane left last night. Now, it was Thanksgiving morning, and Kota left before I even got out of bed, taking Rob K with her, which meant I had the apartment to myself for the next three days.

Halle-fucking-lujah.

I spent most of the day playing video games and napping. Around five, I ordered a pizza. They had the entire Fast & Furious franchise on Netflix, so I decided to have a movie marathon.

I busted out a few beers from the fridge, slumping back against the couch.

This was the greatest decision of my fucking life, I thought to myself.

Now that I thought about it, I couldn’t remember the last time I had quality time alone. I always heard Bridget talk about how important “self-care” was and that everyone should make time for themselves.

Most of my free time was spent with Lane. And if I wasn’t with Lane, I was with the guys. It was hard having alone time when you lived with numerous other people. The only alone time you got was when you hid in your own room or had a few minutes to yourself when no one was home.

After my disastrous birthday, this was exactly what I needed to relieve some of the built-up tension and irritability from the last few weeks.

Nothing could ruin my night.