Today had the potential to be particularly lovely. And while, I suppose, it still could be, it no longer has the potential it once did. Because you see, this is summer, and I have my kids with me almost 24/7. But today–all week in fact–they both have camp. You’re probably wondering what I’m complaining about. The WHOLE WEEK stretches ahead of me. Errands without kids, lovely quiet, no insessant, never-ending Pokemon conversations… But I had a plan. And that plan has been thwarted.
You may remember that I wanted to see Midnight in Paris. Really wanted to see it. Well then I found out it was only playing at an ‘arty’ theater in the middle of Houston. So I was going to have to wait for the DVD (just because it’s easier that way). Well I recently found out that it’s now playing at my local theater, and I wondered how I could make that work.
And then, like a ray of light in movies, it hit me: I’d go while the boys were in camp. I’d have a lovely, relaxed day out having fish tacos ($1.99, Monday only) and taking in my first-ever movie by myself. I imagined the perfection over the weekend as I fought some sort of sickness and tried to be patient with Butters as he bark-coughed every twenty seconds. (Patience tends to dry up a bit after Day 10 and still no doctor visit…he’s going this morning).
And then I checked movie times. And the first showing was at 12:30!! Which would have the movie ending AFTER I needed to pick up the boys. BLAST! So now I’m in the same boat as before…with fish tacos. blast.