Back Home Again in Indiana
I forget where I saw the 8 Minute Memoir, but it seemed like a good writing exercise so I figured I’d jump on board. I’m incredibly behind and have no idea when/if I’ll finish it. Such suspense!
Here’s the thing about life: at some point, you’re going to hit a stretch of time where you have no time for anything. Sleep and food will always remain top priorities, but everything else is on the chopping block. And in our house, what didn’t make the cut was cleaning the bathroom, daily showers, and TV shows.
First, we stopped watching anything that required more brain power than an episode of Cops when Boogs was born. That led to a stockpile of shows on the DVR. Then we stopped watching shows on the DVR because we had better options like House of Cards and Kimmy Schmidt on Netflix. The DVR stockpile continued to grow. Then we stopped watching things altogether because Jesse had so much homework and I’m an amazing wife who would never watch a joint show solo (just kidding – if I didn’t have HGTV, he’d be SOL). That resulted in an overflowing DVR and half a season of Kimmy Schmidt on Netflix (turns out we’ll sacrifice sleep, homework, and maybe even our child if it means we can watch just one more episode of House of Cards).
Jesse told me he would cut me if I watched The Mick, Brooklynn 99, or Kimmy Schmidt without him, but everything else was free game. I’ve now spent the last 6ish months of my life playing catch up. I started with Modern Family from 2015 and crossed the 2016 threshold just in time for the new 2017 season to start. I also have The Goldbergs stockpiled and new shows like American Housewife rolling in. And let’s not forget about Fuller House (I’m not here for your judgement). It would be so much better for my brain if I just deleted everything off the DVR and started over, but my mama didn’t raise no quitter. There’s a finish line in my future, and I’ll be damned if I don’t cross it.