I was cleaning the house (again, again, again) today… and while brushing the copious dog fur off the couch cusions, remembered fondly some of my most pleasant Saturday nights this summer.
See, this summer, my husband worked weekends at his second job, and we had a number of guests visiting and parties at our house… this meant Saturdays night meant I was staying home and cleaning for whomever was coming the following day.
After putting the baby to sleep, I’d pour myself a big glass of Red wine (sangria style!) and start dusting, vacuming… all with whatever the HBO movie was premiering that week. I “kindof” watched the movie, “really” drank and “actually” got the house clean.
Vacuuming was never so interesting, and I still can’t fluff those pillows without thinking about the movie “The Kids are Alright” which was quite good. Anette Benning’s performance when she discovered she’d been betrayed was so good, I had to just stop and sit and watch (while further sipping my wine of course).
So, cheap entertainment = doing something you have to do anyway + a movie + wine