Today is Monday.
Which means FHE or Family Home Evening.
This is where you meet with your ward "family" and play games or do some sort of activity for a few hours every Monday night.
I've been twice in the past school year.
Whenever my roommates ask me why I won't come to FHE I want to say:
*"Because you guys ain't my family."
Instead I say a polite:
"I'm busy." or "I just don't want to go."
FHE is a great way to meet new people and have a good time. But I rather do something productive or hang out with people who I don't have to try to make like me. My close friends that I have known for years are considered my family, and my blood is my family.
And while we are all brothers and sisters in the eyes of God and within the church, I don't have to spend every Monday night with you playing inane get to know you games.
Sorry, wardies. I still love ya though.
Welcome to my life.
*to be said in a really hick southern accent.