It's an older movie about parents (Kathy Bates and Terry Bradshaw) trying to get their adult son (Matthew McConaughey) to move out of the house.
Sarah Jessica Parker is the person who is going to get him to move out (it's her job, she's paid to do this). She has a roommate, Zooey Deschanel.
Zooey's character is having a hard time sleeping. Because of a mockingbird that won't shut up.
That's me. In front of the house, there is a mockingbird that sings all night long. All. Night. Long. Every night.
It doesn't start singing until I'm fast asleep. I go to bed, blissful silence. I wake up in the middle of the night to pee (I've done this since I was a young child and got spanked for bedwetting). I get back in bed and that damned bird is singing the song of his people. And I can't get back to sleep.
Earlier in the week, I'd taken a sleep aid. That worked, but it got to the point that I was dragging all day long, so I decided to forgo the pill. And I'm dragging today.
I ended up on the sofa because I couldn't hear the bird in the family room. The bed is way more comfortable.
I sure hope he finds himself a lady friend, and quick.
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