If we aren’t traveling somewhere or have pressing social engagements (ha!), Evan and spend most Friday nights home with some take-out and the television. It’s our ideal way to unwind after a long week.
This Friday, however, we actually went to a movie and dinner outside of the confines of our living room.
We started off the evening seeing “The Last Kiss,” staring the ever lovable Zach Braff. Evan and I both really liked “Garden State,” so we were both interested in seeing this latest Zach Braff vehicle. I’d also read online before seeing the movie that it was a great movie for people over twenty nine. With twenty nine still about two months away (for me) and a couple of days away (for Evan), I was especially interested in how the movie was relevant to an age that is so relevant to us.
First off, I have to say that I really enjoyed the movie. While watching “Garden State,” I had a feeling of unease the entire time I was watching. I kept expecting that the film makers would have to have something really horrible to happen in order to truly break Zach Braff’s character out of his rut. In “The Last Kiss,” Zach Braff’s character (again in a rut) does do some pretty crappy things to get out of his rut.
Now, I’m not saying that I am going to run out and stir up some crap in my life (or that Evan will for that matter), but I could very much relate to the fact that Zach Braff’s character was a bit freaked out by having his entire, utterly predictable life stretched out before him.
Evan and I, while talking about the movie over dinner at the Lil’ Biscuit House, discussed how much both of us have been struck by the fact that this is our real lives, the rest of our lives, right now. For the most part, I am pretty happy with the decisions I’ve made in my life. I have a husband that loves me, supports me, and challenges me intellectually (and he cooks most of our dinners, does the laundry and scoops out the litter box). I have a good job, where I work with smart, fun, and nice people that value me as a scientist. I get to live in a part of the country that is both culturally enriching and beautiful. I know that I write periodically about the adjusting pains of moving to a new place and getting settled in a new life, but really, things are quite good.
The thing is that it is still a little weird to me (for both of us really) to now be outside of the academic environment, where you always know the next hoop you need to jump through and you are always planning the next transition. To be outside the temporary student lifestyle is still strange to me, but I am growing to like it. Being struck with the real lifeness of now has been inspirational, motivating us to start a solid exercise regime, to really start saving for the future, to ever so slowly try to build community here.
It’s really starting to feel like home here, even the cats think so.