The FioS person is supposed to be here between 8 and 5 today, so I got up at 7:30 to shower and finish clearing stuff away from the outlets and stuff.  Of course, now that I have that all done by 8:49 AM, the installer probably will not get here until, oh, 4:30 or something.  And if I had tried to sleep in, they would have been here right at 8.  It is the way my life goes.

Yesterday I had hopes.  I had plans.  I had been waiting for the Grey's Anatomy season premiere for months.  MONTHS.  I had planned to get a bunch of work done during the day (including doing all of that clearing away stuff for the FioS person) and then, during the commercials of Ugly Betty, change into my pajamas, get a blanket, make some popcorn and curl up on the couch with my cozy pajamas, blanket, popcorn and bag of chocolate to watch the Grey's Anatomy season premiere.  Will had plans to stay the hell out of the room so that he would not be tempted to make fun of it.  Sounds great, right?  Yeah, at about 1:30 some friends of ours from out of town showed up absolutely and completely unexpectedly because they were in the neighborhood and wanted to hang out with us while Will was on lunch (his lunch was at 2).  So we took them out to lunch and then I got back to work while they headed back to Roseburg–or so I thought.  They showed back up at about 5:30 after going to get new cell phones because they needed a place to charge their phones.  And then we ended up taking them to Hot Lips pizza.  It should have been fine.  We left at 7, which gave us two hours to get into Portland and back home with time to spare.  I could still do my cozy pjs, snacks, Grey's.  But then, after pizza it was "how far is Voodoo Doughnuts from here?" so then we ended up driving around for twenty minutes trying to find a parking spot within "walking distance" (which ended up being seven blocks away).  We got back to the apartment at 8:57.  No kidding.  No time for changing, no time for grabbing a blanket because they came in to use the bathroom and say goodbye.  No time for making snacks.  No time to enjoy my show without any disruptions because Will was clearing stuff out of the closet (where the FioS wires are) and asking me stuff about whether or not we should clear the boxes away from the crawl space and bringing things into the living room to get them out of the computer room.

I still got to watch the show, but it was not the cozy two hours I had been hoping for FOR MONTHS.  And of course, I got teased mercilessly because here I was all worked up over a television show.

It's a very narrow road.  On the one hand, I really like our friends.  I truly do.  I'm making them sound really annoying and they aren't (or at least they don't try to be).  I am very glad that we got to see them and spend time with them and talk about some of the specifics of one of them moving in here temporarily.  I like our friends. And it is hard to complain about the imposition of them without it sounding like I don't like them.  Because I do.

But…but… I'm getting really tired of it always being ME to drop everything and switch around my schedule and give up things I like to accommodate everybody else.  I'm tired of "oh you can work on that later."  or "yeah, but you aren't required to start working at any certain time, so you can take time in the mornings to do other things."  or "you make your own schedule so we knew you wouldn't mind the interruption."

I like our friends.  I love Will.  But sometimes, once in a while, I feel like going all "but what about Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee???"

Is that selfish?

At any rate, I enjoyed the season premiere, though I found Cristina's storyline a little… um… yeah. Also, Kevin McCloud or whatever his name is? The trauma surgeon guy who used to be on Journeyman? I. LOVED. HIM.  I want him to have lots more screen time.  I want him to shake up those holier than thou doctors.  Seriously! Oh I could go on, but I'm sure some people haven't watched it yet.  I know that once the Tivo gets moved into the bedroom and FioS is all set up, I'll be curling up to watch it again.