Cheap Therapy, of the British Variety

For only $9.99 a month, Netflix is helping me to uncover my hidden self and analyze my psyche. When I signed in the other day, Netflix had something to say to me. Based on my viewing history and interests, Netflix told me that it had created a new category for me: Romantic British Period Pieces Featuring a Strong Female Lead.

And this isn't the end either. I still have Wives and Daughters, then South Riding, and I am looking forward to Cranford and Our Mutual Friend. If I try hard enough, I may even be able to add a few more titles to this list and keep it going for a while longer.

Aside from the fact that I am crazy, and perhaps watch too many shows on the internet late at night, I think Netflix has given me a bit of wisdom here:

Romantic: I didn't know I was. But perhaps I am. Netflix knows best. In fact, now that I am thinking about it, I was awfully invested in Margaret Hale's relationship with John Thornton in North and South. I may have even cried a little, teeny, tiny bit in Daniel Deronda when Gwendolyn found herself facing heartbreak. Yes, Netflix knows best.
British: I'm not. But I wish I was. It might explain a lot.
Period Pieces: Well, this one is obvious. Even Netflix knows I was born into the wrong century. Let's sing together now: "Take me out to the 19th Century . . ." Well, maybe I'm not much of a singer. But I would sport one of those dresses, cozy up in one of those manor houses (who am I kidding, I'd be perfectly happy with the farming peasants), and find me a little horse and carriage in ten lickety split seconds.
Strong Female Lead: Netflix, you have hit the nail on the head. I couldn't have put this on my resume a year ago. This single mama, however, has spent the last year learning a thing or two about being a strong female lead. Watch out Dorcas Lane, I'm getting ready to take over the Post Office.

Thank you Netflix. I look forward to our next session. I feel like I am making a lot of progress.