The movie follows Murray's character as he relives Groundhog Day over and over until he gets everything right. Arguments, rudeness, a litany of incidences must be rectified and altered until he finally has that One. Perfect. Day.
I sometimes wonder how many days it would take for that to happen. How many do-overs would I need for perfection? I figure there aren't enough days on this earth.
Whether it's running crazy in the mornings or stumbling out of bed at 11:00 at night, because I forgot to let the dog out. Perfection seems to be an unattainable feat.
I have some friends who seem to have it all together, though. You know, the kind that can leisurely go after a work- out to have coffee together with their fingers laced through the mug's handle. I don't even drink coffee...or work out.
They seem to have the perfect days with their perfect lives while the rest of us throw our hair up and go like mad.
Maybe someday I'll attain that one true Groundhog Day of perfection, but I doubt it. For now, it looks like the crazy life of mishaps and survival mode will prevail, Foreeeeeeever.
Happy Groundhog Day! XO