All moms need and deserve a time-out. Sometimes we just need to escape from the house for a little while. We need a break from the responsibility of cooking another meal, washing another dish, and folding another load of laundry. Sometimes we need to escape from the constant chatter of little voices. Sometimes we just need a few hours by ourselves to regain our sanity. I’ve felt like a woman desperate for a time-out. Today I realized how desperate I was.
Brett’s employer offered their employees discount movie tickets. Tickets were very cheap and included a movie and a small popcorn and drink. Brett ordered 2 tickets to see The Hobbit. One ticket for him and the other ticket for our oldest daughter.
I told my mom that Brett had ordered tickets for him and Taylor to go to the movies. She told me to have Brett get one for me and that she would watch the girls. That sounds like a good idea. I could use a little break about now. So I sent Brett a text and told him to order me a ticket. He ordered the ticket, but suggested that I might want to watch the preview because he didn’t think I was going to like the movie. I never did watch the preview. How bad could it be?
I’ve never had popcorn and a drink at the movie theater. My frugal nature prohibits it. In the interest of full disclosure, I was only going to this movie for the popcorn, the drink, and a much-needed break from my 2 little chatter-boxes. If I didn’t like the movie, I could take a nap.
I was happily eating my popcorn and sipping my Mountain Dew as the lights dimmed and the movie started. Brett leaned over and said “That guy is The Hobbit”. I thanked him for letting me know. He saved me a lot of time trying to figure out which character was the Hobbit.
The opening scene ended and I realized two things. 1. I was not going to like the movie. 2. I was not going to be able to nap because this movie was extremely loud. The only thought in my head was “This is going to be a REALLY long movie.”
After an eternity had passed, I decided to check the time. Only an hour had passed? You’ve got to be kidding me! Brett had told me that the movie would probably last for 3 hours. I wasn’t sure if I would make it or not, but I had my popcorn and my Mountain Dew. I was happy.
Another eternity passed and my popcorn was gone. So I decided to check the time again. Only a half hour had passed? This movie is only half over! I’m not going to make it. It was at this point that I honestly felt like laughing out loud at myself. I was so desperate for a break from my 2 chatter-boxes that I had come to a movie that I was not enjoying one minute of.
If you are expecting me to say the words “spoiler alert” and tell you about the movie, well….it’s not going to happen. I can’t tell you the name of any character in the movie. All I can tell you is there was a hobbit, a dragon, some dwarves, some elves, some good guys, and some bad guys. They fought a lot and people died. The End. As the ending credits began to roll, Brett turned to me and said “Do you wish you had watched the preview?” I sure do love that man. The good news is that Brett was wrong. The movie was not 3 hours long. It only lasted for 2 hours and 15 minutes. It was like a gift of 45 minutes had been added back onto my life. Hallelujah!
Did I enjoy the movie? Absolutely not. Do I regret going to see The Hobbit? Absolutely not. I would go to it again in a heartbeat. I enjoyed a break from my normal life. I enjoyed a morning when Grandma showed up with Poptarts and I didn’t have to think about breakfast. I enjoyed my very first popcorn and drink at a movie theater. I enjoyed being with my husband and our daughter. I enjoyed daydreaming while the movie was playing. It was time well spent. I only hope my mom is available the next time I want to go to a movie that I don’t want to see.