Turkey For One

I apologize ahead of time for any strange things I may say during this post. I have not slept in over 24 hours and I am under extreme pressure from college. Just a few nights ago, I did the same thing. I have so much school work to do, and here I am playing games and talking to friends. I put the pro in procrastination.
I had big plans for Thanksgiving. For weeks, I have planned to go down to Provo, Utah to visit my... I guess you would call "love interest". It was all going to be a surprise. I had two different places to stay, and several rides to pick from. One by one, they all started to cancel on me. I soon was left with no place to stay, or no ride to my destination. I tried everything I could to get down there. I looked at bus tickets, but I deemed them too expensive (50 bucks each way). Then, just a week ago, I saw an ad on my college website asking for passengers to go to Provo. I became overwhelmed with excitement. The thing was, the car was leaving in just a few hours. Without hesitation, I called the girl who had put up the ad, and I then had a ride. My only problem was, I still didn't have a place to stay. I wasn't going to worry about it then, I was going to figure it out when I got there. All that was important to me was that I got to Provo to see this incredible girl that I've known for years. I quickly packed my bags, took a shower, and then sat down for a breather. My brother and sister in-law came to my room very impressed with my spontaneous actions. A buzz went off in my pocket. I grabbed my phone to look at my new text from the girl who was going to give me a ride in just an hour.
I read, "Hey ethan! I ended up leaving with my friend already last minute. I'm sorry! Have a great break." In desperation, I immediately called her, planning to tell her I was already ready. She wouldn't pick up. I tried again. Same response. I was devastated. There was nothing left, I tried everything. My plans were shot. I was stuck in Rexburg for Thanksgiving.
My brother and his wife already had plans to go to her parents house. They invited me, however, with thanks, I declined. It wasn't my family, I would feel uncomfortable. They left last wednesday morning, before I woke up. The past few days, I have had the house to myself. I decided I was going to make the best of the situation, so I went to the grocery store.
On Thanksgiving day, I made the meal of my life. A small honey bbq chicken (pre-cooked from the store) and a family recipe of mashed potatoes, with corn, rice, and rolls. I sat down in my living room with my golden food and a glass of cranberry apple juice. I lived like a king. I then watched "It's a Wonderful Life" as I always do on Thanksgiving day.
Yes, I wish I was in Provo visiting a very important person to me, but instead of sitting in self pity, I made the best of things. It turned out to be one of the best days I've had in a long time.