The shut-in gets out

I'm going grocery shopping on Saturday. This excites me. How sad is that? I've seen Deathly Hallows twice since it came out, and been to Thanksgiving with the relatives. I shouldn't need to get out again so soon after all that, but I really do. Dad has been home sick so much with pneumonia. I'm still worried about his health, and his job , mainly because of how much he's been out. But having him here is driving me batty and bonkers and bananas and goodness knows what else.

It isn't that he invades my space. He doesn't. He is just ALWAYS here. I hate that that bothers me, but it does. So yes, I am very excited about getting out to go shop for my own groceries. I'll probably shop for Christmas too, which means I may come back skint, but hopefully my sanity will at least remain intact for a little while longer. Let's hope.