We are probably the last 2 people on the planet to do so, but last night (Monday), we finally saw Rogue One, the 10:00 showing.
I thought it was a good story well told. They didn’t make the ending seem as sad as it actually was, which is to their credit, I suppose…?
I was curious about the re-creation of Princess Leia, so I looked it up. I recall marveling how Tarkin looked the same as I’d remembered him as well. I had no idea that the actor who played him in the original Lucas film had passed away years ago. The story of how he appeared in the film is even more fascinating than how they digitally re-created young Princess Leia.
What was actually even more extraordinary was that Steve and I went out. Not only so, but we went out 2 nights in a row! Are we becoming party animals in our old age? Not a chance, but it’s a fun rhetorical question to ask.
Just to punctuate the point of the boring homebodies we are, here is what I’m doing tonight: catching up on This Is Us on Hulu and darning these wool socks that I’ve had for years and years. I keep patching them because I cannot find wool socks that are true sweater socks. I keep looking online and ordering socks that are described as sweater socks, but, apparently, sock makers don’t actually know what sweaters are like, so I keep getting disappointed and keep mending my old real sweater socks.
So it’s been 30 days! In Alcoholics and Narcotics Anonymous a chip is given for 30 days clean and sober. I marked my 30 days by deactivating. Still didn’t look at the notifications and didn’t actually open any private messages either. I have to say, it feels like my soul has become lighter. The pressure is off. It feels as though life can begin again.