Pitty Party

Man I hate, no hate is to strong a word.  I really dislike this stage in my life.  I feel so stinkin lonely.  When John is feeling good, it doesn't last long.  All I want to do is play some games have so people over.  Wait I don't really know any people and my house is still a sty from unpacking. I can't even drown my sorrows in chocolate cause I have none to drown in.  Hence my earlier this week contemplating going trick or treating.  Which by the way I would never actually do.  And John doesn't really like to play any of the two player games we have.  It usually hurts him to sit in the positions he need to sit in to play the games.  Or so he claims.  I know he hurts.  And I do feel sorry for him, I just really hate that this is what our life has become.  Us stuck at home. Some people say go get out of the house do stuff without him.  Well, what fun is that? The goal in life has been get the kids off to school and then do stuff together.  I feel like such a whiner.  Oh well guess that's my new life.