It it cliche to be a single mom and a hopeless romantic?

Tonight, is a night like many others that I've had. I stayed awake until the early morning hours just because I didn't want to put a book down. Being that it is the weekend, I don't even feel guilty about it, or the fact that I'll probably sleep until after noon tomorrow today. Yesterday I stayed awake to finish the second book in the Heart series by Claire Contreras. While I can definitely get into some smut novels, what I truly enjoyed about these books in particular, is it was about second chances in love. The characters were quirky and funny. You fell in love with them almost immediately and the situations were real life situations that could happen anytime to anyone of us. (Spoiler alert, a millionaire/billionaire dominant man doesn’t fall for a down on her luck young virginal woman in her 20’s. [Not that I don’t enjoy those stories too!]) There’s love, hurt, anger, misunderstandings, betrayals and friendships that last forever. No wonder I’m a hopeless romantic, my day consisted of running errands, getting out care packages, paying bills and thinking of all of the things that I want to be doing and need to be doing. I’ve been in crafting mode for a couple of days. I’ve made little girl tutu’s, tutu dresses, adult Susan G Komen pink tutus and looked at costume ideas in the tutu area. I have painted some cute baby onesies and found a new holiday decoration idea. Pinterest is my BFF always! Well now that it’s early morning hours once again, instead of turning to a new book, I think I’ll turn on Catching Fire and have it lull me to sleep. Yes, you read that right. It’s a movie I’ve seen a million times and one in a list of many that I use to help me float off to lala land. Good morning to you!