Seeking….

Sunday morning I decided to check out one of the new summer movies. I am not much of a movie goer. I’m kind of cheap when it comes to movies only because I figure there are other things I can spend my money on. Think of it this way…if I skip going to the movies only a few times I can have extra money for a new pair of shoes. Shoes are so much more fun and last a whole lot longer!

My goal was to get out of the house and not spend another day sitting at Starbucks or walking around stores aimlessly because The Blonde Child is not with me and shopping is no fun without her (how’s that for a run-on sentence!?). Besides it’s summer and there’s all those “must see” movies coming out. I should see at least one, right?

My movie choice was Seeking a Friend of the End of the World.  It was an ok movie. Unfortunately, there was a point where I realized I should have waited a few months and watched it at home on HBO. Sure, I laughed, I cried, I chuckled, and then cried some more. I cried a lot more than I anticipated considering it was a Steve Carell movie but that’s a whole different topic.

In case you’ve missed all the commercials for this movie the premise is an asteroid is hurling towards Earth and there is only three weeks left before it hits and ends life as we know it. Steve Carell’s character, Dodge, meets his neighbor played by Keira Knightley and they set off to find Dodge’s first love. I won’t give much more of the plot away in case you want to Red Box or Netflix it in a few months. There are the usual twists and turns you would expect in a romantic comedy.

Despite the mediocre nature of the movie, I ended up contemplating what I would do with my time if there was only three weeks left before the world ended. Of course this line of thought started while I was running around the track at the gym after the movie. One of the first things I wondered was whether I’d be running in a circle (oval really) in what boils down to an air-conditioned warehouse full of noisy machines and sweaty bodies. Nah, I think I’d probably say “Screw the gym! Give me red velvet cake and a great bottle of wine.” (Yes, this is coming from the girl who has written several blog posts dedicated to running and working out and how great it is!)

In all seriousness, what would you do? Would you go on a quest to find the “one that got away?” Would you party for 21 days or would you be like some in the movie and hire an assassin to kill you so you didn’t have to face that doomed end (one prospect that makes little sense to me)?  I know there are people I’d want to see and ultimately people I would want to be with at the end but I don’t know if there is anything specific I’d have to DO. I don’t really have a Bucket List per se. I’ve always wanted to go to Ireland and finally get something published but I’d give up Ireland to be with the people I want to be with and it seems pointless to be published if no one will be around to read what you write, ya know?

I’m not going to lose sleep over the fact that I don’t know what I’d do at the end of the world. I’m not someone who buys into the whole apocalypse thing to begin with. I know who I want to be with if it were to happen (no, you don’t get names other than The Blonde Child) and that’s where I find comfort.

So it’s your turn…anyone got this figured out already?