Who's stealing my weekend?

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I spent most of Saturday doing something I didn't want to do in a place I didn't want to be.  I felt bad about it because everyone was so great and told me how glad they were I was there.

 Seriously, why do people have to be so nice when all you want to do is be miserable?  Then you feel really bad about being unhappy and miserable which makes you even more unhappy and miserable.

I put on a fake smile and struggled through cause there was no reason to make everyone else as unhappy and miserable as I was.  It was still a really long day and because of a commitment I've made there are going to be more days just like this one.

Today I woke up a little after 9, left to run errands a little 12, got home again a little after 2 and then the next thing I knew it was 8 pm.

That means I either spent 6 hours lying around, watching TV, eating junk food and playing on the
computer or aliens took possession of my body causing me to lose 6 hours.

I'm kind of hoping there were aliens!