Things have settled down for the time being. The carpet in our place has been replaced. It's a nice smell. It's actually starting to feel like a home, although it's not nearly big enough for all of our things. I'm either going to have to find plenty of places to stow boxes, find a new place, donate to the Goodwill, or have a ginormous garage sale. Time will tell I suppose.
So, I have been telling myself all week that I need to get some actual work done. My work being listing new things on Ebay. Tonight I ducked out of my responsibilities yet again and rented a movie from the Redbox instead. Turned out to be another love story. Damn. I should have read the storyline better. Why did I think this movie sounded good again? It started off with entirely too much nudity, and of course ended like a fairy tale. Again I find myself thinking, what a load of crap. Do men ever even feel that way? You know, the guy chasing the girl and confessing his love for her in a multitude of sappy words that I guess are supposed to make a woman's heart melt?
I imagine there was a point in my life, probably when I was a very young girl fascinated by Disney's Beauty and the Beast, when I actually believed in this type of happy ending. This type of movie just doesn't do it for me anymore. It just doesn't feel realistic. Perhaps it's because I have yet to meet a man who would actually pour out his feelings in such a way? Perhaps it's because I never hear of men even chasing women anymore. I have had a male friend tell me recently though that chivalry is dead. That's nice. Good luck to you pal. I think I'd rather be single for my remaining years than settle for that attitude. So I guess this means that even though "chick flicks" don't make my heart flutter, I must still have some hope and/or desire to actually be loved that way.
But enough for now. I'll try not to watch another girlie film for at least another year if I can help it....