My mom and my sisters went shopping today and I stayed home alone all day. That was enjoyable.
They came back with dozens of bags to stuff into their already full closets without even getting me like a tshirt or a sock or a juicebox or something. I’ve had the same clothes for like 17 years now and I’ve worn them on every occasion possible. That was less enjoyable.
I also happen to have a headache with is not at all enjoyable.
And there are wolves howling outside my window which is horrifyingly unenjoyable.
I just heard a close gunshot and I really don’t know what enjoyable means at this point.