So. At the indirect behest of some friends – not because they told me I should but because I’ve heard them for like, ever, talk about how awesome the A&E Pride & Prejudice miniseries is, I decided to rent it from Netflix.
It came up in the queue, and finally I got both of the discs in the mail. Well, given we are not the most organized of families, and I don’t have the most airtight brain most days… disc 2 has gone missing.
No fear in me, I watched disc 1 tonight, anyway. And it’s been good so far! Disc 1 ends right where Eliza tells off Mr. Darcy after he proposes to her. My logic going into the whole bright idea of watching disc 1 when disc 2 was MIA was that, well, I didn’t plan to watch disc 2 for a couple days, and certainly with a little gumption I could find disc 2.
Well, I got sucked into disc 1. I want to watch disc 2 NOW.
However, after over an hour of looking, and putting Frank to work to search with me, we have come up empty-handed. I know it arrived. And I have a fleeting memory in my brain of setting it somewhere. One of those, a-ha! moments, as in “A-ha! I’ll put this here and I’m sure to remember where it is when I need it later.” Except now I don’t remember where that brilliant of all places happens to be.
But then I’m thinking maybe that a-ha moment was with disc 1 (which I found right where I knew it would be) and maybe disc 2 got put someplace in a moment of mayhem – the type of mayhem that only two small children can create – and it might not be found for weeks. Or months. Or ever.
So, I sit here, feeling impotent at the failings of my own memory, and our general lack of organization. And really, really just feeling sad and incomplete because I really want to watch the second disc.