I always cry at the point in the movie where they’re all leaving for the royal ball and the evil step sisters rip Cinderella’s dress apart so she can’t go.
Ok I’ve eaten dinner and had a glass and a half of wine. All it’s done is make me tired. It’s 8:30pm and I feel like I could go to bed now.
Another bottle of wine. Just poured my first glass and now it’s time to relax. Though I think I’ll pace myself a bit better than I did last Saturday. No pantless dancing to Kesha.
I was going to peruse my dash for a while but I’m not really feeling into it. I just want to veg out with a book. I woke up at 4am with a bit of a tummy ache and didn’t fall back asleep until 6am. So I slept most of the day away, but at least no wine hangover! Just tired and blah. Also not going to be getting the stuff done that I wanted to today :-/