Definitely, Maybe...

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Sooo, yes I know, I missed a day.  However, I'm giving myself a pass because 1) I was in too much pain all day, with other things on my mind, to even be thinking about writing a blog post and 2) nothing really blog-worthy happened. 😜 I think I may just give myself one or two freebies a month like that, because there are just some days that are utterly boring and not fun to write about, and even less fun to read.

Anyway, one of my all-time favorite movies is 2008's Definitely, Maybe.  I haven't seen it in awhile and I needed some noise while I worked, so I had it play in the background today.  I love this movie so much, simply for its title, because I've always been so indecisive and I used to say that phrase all the time, before the movie was even made, or at least a variation of it.  Funny coincidence, one of the main characters (Isla Fisher) is named April too! 😊 One thing I love about the movie is how real it is, regarding relationships and their complicated and somewhat unstable nature.

I'm Born To Indecision...

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So now is the time when this blog challenge gets down to the nitty-gritty, as the saying goes.  At least for me, because my weekdays tend to be pretty boring and tedious.  I do pretty much the same thing every day, in the same order with the same routine.  But I'm really going to try to pull something out that's at least semi-interesting.  I apologize in advance if it ends up just putting you to sleep instead! 😏

Lately, I have been feeling kind of off.  It's difficult to fully explain what I mean by that.  For example, yesterday afternoon, I kind of had a slight meltdown of indecision and insecurity while getting ready for dinner.  I changed my outfit about three times before settling on just a simple long-sleeved, v-neck black sweater (with jeans), then I proceeded to pick out a scarf to dress it up a little.  I couldn't decide if I wanted to wear my favorite infinity-style scarf, or a classic one with tassels on the ends, and after feeling like I'd apparently forgotten how to even wear a scarf, I decided to go without one altogether.  Then, minutes later, I went back to the tassels, deciding to give it another chance.  Now, you may say this is typically what happens to a girl when she's getting ready, but in that sense, I am not at all typical because it never happens to me.  Yes, I can be incredibly indecisive at times, but never to that extreme, and usually my indecisiveness does not involve clothing.

Of course, I was fine by the time I actually arrived at the restaurant, and nobody was around to witness my small stretch of insecurity beforehand, but I just hate that I let it get to me like that.

Anyway... I'm dreading next week's episode of This Is Us.  The last few minutes of last night's episode were difficult to watch, because it directly leads up to exactly what happened to Jack, when you see that shot of the batteries hanging out of the smoke alarm.  And while I do want to know how it played out, at the same time I don't, because it's so horribly tragic for the kids and Rebecca. 😟 Maybe I'm biased because I love Milo and how he portrays the patriarch of the Pearson family, though I know it's not the end for his character, seeing as how they flash in and out of different periods of the family's lives so much.  But it's still sad.

Credit for the title of this post: thanks to one of my absolute favorite Shinedown songs, Burning Bright. 💙