- Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs
- Gormenghast by Mervyn Peake
- Niceville by Carten Stroud
- A Gentleman in Moscow by Amor Towles
- Swing Time by Zadie Smith
- Bird Cloud by Annie Proulx
- In Watermelon Sugar by Richard Brautigan
War and Peace 11%
Patience is a virtue. I must constantly remind myself of that. For instance, I am just working on a lot of big projects right now. Outside of my brain, I am working on unpacking all of the baby stuff and getting the nursery in order. I am happy to report that the level of tunneling in my house has decreased from code red to code orange and I am still working on it, just slowly. I know that I have to get going because as of right now this baby is coming in two weeks unless he flips into the right position. Two. Weeks. Which is scary, right? I’ve never had a surgery. I’ve never had to stay in the hospital. I don’t really know anything about babies. I imagine that this is taking up a lot of my head space.
In the brain side of things, I am working on two Impossible Projects. The first is War and Peace. It is not impossible. I know that. I know that I will finish it because I am actually really enjoying it. I just have a hard time reminding myself that this is a journey. And I feel like maybe I wrote about this last week, and I truly apologize for repeating myself. One of the arguments I see for NOT setting a reading goal for the year is that it makes it too easy to get caught up in trying to hit that number and skipping some great books because they are door-stoppers. I don’t want to fall into that trap but I catch myself frowning at how slowly the percentage read goes up on my Kindle. I am making good progress, though, really. Last night I read a chapter when I went to bed and two more when I woke up at 2:30. I’m a little confused by the switch to Book Two but I am making due and getting along just fine.
My second Impossible Project is my great podcast catch up. I have been working on it for about a week now. Last month, when I originally realized that there was a podcast pileup problem on my phone, I had 1170 podcasts saved on my phone and they were taking up 35GB of space. I am proud to announce that as of today I have 1231 podcasts taking up 38GB of space. I’m trying! I really am! The problem is that I am currently catching up on a book podcast that I am 45 episodes behind on and that each episode is an hour to an hour and fifteen minutes long. That’s almost a complete round trip to work for one podcast. I listen at home while I get ready in the morning and either to or from work and then while I do some chores around the house but… you guys…. they just pile up so fast! I am determined to do it, though, to get my numbers to a manageable level. I just need to power through.
(Denial, denial, denial.)
I DID finish watching Eureka last week. That’s something, right? Next up: X-Files!
Hubby and I talked about the time bubble we seem to be in lately. We both feel like we are accomplishing nothing even though we’re doing stuff and it’s kind of true. Everything feels like it has taken forever lately. It’s like this: If you asked me what I have been doing with my time, I might tell you that I have been really tired but I’ve been working on the nursery, trying to finish my last two library books, and coloring when I just can’t brain. But as of yesterday we just got to the point of putting stuff away in the nursery and I’ve been reading the same 208 page young adult book for a week and am only on page 50 AND I was coloring the same picture for a week.
I don’t know where the time goes and my brain is wrapped up in all of these things that need to be done. The next couple of weeks won’t provide much time for reading. First, the nursery has to get done and the last bit of work work needs to get done. I just keep reminding myself that even though I am going to be tired and recovering from surgery and taking care of a newborn that I am almost to the point of being off of work for two months and I can read and I can put together a puzzle and I can watch TV and I can color. I am optimistic.
Also, the great thing about being a librarian is that I am surrounded by people who are very concerned about my plight and want to make sure that I have enough to read. Four of my books purchased this week were gifted to me from donations and I have been given access to all of the prize books I would like to borrow. It’s very sweet. I already have five million books at home. lol.
So, basically, read a little bit for me this week, will ya? I think I need a surrogate. For the reading, not the baby.