This has been a strange week. Per our recent agreement, the BF slept in the spare bedroom on two nights because he’d taken the “good” sleeping pills and didn’t want to reduce me to a hysterical, sleepless mess like he has in the past with his insane excessive snoring. So I feel like I am missing my snuggles! Fortunately, the BF is going to come home early tonight (which means before 8 p.m.) and cook me fish on the grill. Yum, I can’t wait!
I also didn’t see as much of him this week because I went with a dozen or so ladies from the alum club to see a sneak preview of a movie that opens today called Away We Go. I thought this movie was excellent – do yourselves a favor and go see it. Don’t be fooled by the description – it was written by Dave Eggers, whose memoir, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, comes pretty darn close to living up to its title. In fact, once the credits started rolling and I saw he’d written it, I felt pretty dumb for not recognizing his writing 5 minutes into the movie. Which is what I said after the movie and none of the other ladies knew who Dave Eggers was.