My life is not very exciting at the moment. I mean, not by social butterfly standards. Like, I get excited if the builders next door take a day off. Or if the baby poops (she can sometimes go a few days between and that can make me nervous haha). Or if I get to fit in 15 minutes on the treadmill. I am at that point where an exciting weekend night means staying up past 9pm to finish off watching a movie! Notice that I said ‘finish off’. As in, the movie is still going to get started early, because I am not a wild animal, OK? Netflix and all…