Thanksgiving is very soon (minutes away) and this has been the longest, longest, longest day-before-Thanksgiving in the history of the universe. Today was the end of the first full week of days I've worked in a row since my accident, so it was a very TGIW day. W for Wednesday. I rushed out of work after picking up two loaves of GF bread for tomorrows stuffing, met Alex, and raced up to Chinatown to get the bus. The bus company we usually use was packed, like can't walk down the sidewalk because everyone is trying to get on the bus packed. I remembered there's another company down the street so we caught one of those buses.
About twenty minutes into the bus ride we get a call from our friend who is Puff-sitting, saying he has broken the key to the house in the lock (but was able to pry it out with pliers) and was locked out, with Puff locked in. We tried to figure out everything we could, while our friend ran around and tried to find someone who would duplicate a broken key, or a locksmith we could afford, or how much it might cost to repair a busted door if someone broke down the back door, or a tall ladder to reach the second floor of the house (which might have had unlocked windows). Nothing. So as soon as we got to New York, Alex turned around and bought another ticket to go back to Philly (I'm glad round trip tickets are only $20) to rescue Puff and liberate the spare key from inside the house. He is running on five hours of sleep, and sent me on to my dads, because he knew I was about to collapse (my leg is strong, but I'm pushing it). In the morning Alex will catch one of the early buses, then the subway, then a train and meet me at my dads.
I am thankful I am lucky enough to have landed this wonderful boyfriend who I will be marrying in June. I've never met anyone with a heart as big as his, and I love him so much.
Oh, and of course I am thankful that my leg healed and I didn't lose my job and that everyone is healthy and happy and alive and that I am going to eat so much food on Thanksgiving.