Here is something strange that's happened to me since the election of Obama: Every time I find myself doing some odious task (wiping out the toddler potty, running to the grocery store with two kids because we have nothing to pack for lunches the next day, weeding, folding mounds of tiny kids clothes) I start thinking, "This is something Michelle Obama doesn't have to do anymore."
I lose myself in daydreams of Michelle at home at the White House while the girls are in school. She has her feet up. She looks great (as we all would if we never again had to suffer that internal struggle between vacuuming under the kids beds or having a glass of wine and staring off into space).
Maybe it's because I know that she was once a normal person who had to buy peanut butter and get up in the middle of the night to change pee-pee sheets. And now, she is not. She lives a life free of these worries. It's kind of fun to think about, isn't it? What would you do with all that time and mind space? I know one thing, I'd read a lot more magazines.
A thing I like
I just found out about this movie Away We Go today and now I am so looking forward to it I am a little frantic. I am so looking forward to it I am already trying to figure out how I might dole it out judiciously, so as to savor it more. High expectations, I know. But, come on? Dave Eggers, Vendela Vida, John Krasinski (swoon a million times over) and Sam Mendes.