So, I’m watching “Gone Girl” with my oldest daughter, while simultaneously trying to hold ice on my face and write this. I’m not sure if I have mentioned this before but I can not multi-task at all. It has taken me about an hour and a half to write these 3 sentences…
And now the movie is over and I was unable to write more than the short paragraph above. What a strange way to end the movie, or rather the book. (I haven’t actually read the book, but I’m pretty sure this movie is based on a novel.) I won’t actually spoil the ending, okay, maybe I’ll warn you not to read the next couple sentences in case I accidentally do give it away, but I, or rather, we (my daughter and I) didn’t expect him to stay. Seriously strange… How could he chose to stay with her? Wouldn’t he be scared for his life, for the rest of his life, not to mention incredibly unhappy? I know it’s just a story, but she was like a first class sociopath right? Okay I’m done now, that is all I’ll say about the movie. No more ruining it for anyone.
Everyday when I wake up, tired, exhausted and in pain I make a promise to myself that I will go to bed early that night. And then, yet again, here I am writing crazy late at night. I don’t know how many times in these posts I’ve said that I need to prioritize my writing. I think that I’m slowly making my husband crazy. He keeps telling me that I can’t function on no sleep and he’s right. So, tonight I have nothing profound or very interesting to say. I’ve had a slow, painful week and it’s only Wednesday. Our kids have no school tomorrow or Friday, so I won’t be having any quiet around here. So, on that note, I should get my butt into bed. Hopefully tomorrow I will find time to write during the day or early evening so that I can actually go to bed early!!

Hopefully one day I’ll get it right, or at least have fun, while about it I write!