The Quotable Franklin: Drinks alone

My husband drank two big s alone this evening while I was out working. We used to share a glass of wine or a , but now he dosn't wait for me. Then he tried to say the devotional after dinner. It's kind of pathetic.

He also rented a movie called Sliding Doors with Gwyneth Paltrow. It's about a woman (a Gemini, for the purposes of the story) who magically splits into two selves, each of whom has an alternate yet parallel future , which fuses in a catastropic end. The key incident involves the live-in boyfriend, a novelist who is permanently writing a book he never intends to finish, and on her. In one self, she catches him in the act, leaves him and finds a new guy. In the other, she suspects, but isn't sure, so he mooches off her further while she works two miserable jobs to pay the rent, meanwhile continuing to cheat on her.
While wittily written, it strikes too close to the bone NOT to upset me.