There is a dinner party tonight. Idonwannago. I am supposed to go. I am expected to go. That does not change the fact that Idonwannago.
I’d rather be home, cuddling up to a nice, warm fire in the fireplace, a nice, warm kitty in my lap, comfortably dressed in my nice, warm bathrobe, and not eating food I don’t need and talking politely with other people. What I want and had rather be doing is probably NOT going to win. Darn it.