I am a busy mom to two mini adult children. I am learning to do things that don't revolve around their schedules, and I am doing things for myself now. I am trying to bounce back after a difficult time, and it's slow going.
I picked this book up for book club. I was sucked into the book from the first moment. I enjoyed the characters, for the most part. The story was wonderful, up until the last few chapters. It seemed to almost go off on a tangent when the narrator, Elizabeth, started talking about her own thoughts about women’s rights and discrimination. It felt like I was hit right in the face with it. The story told it on its own, without the message being slammed into the reader’s brain.
I felt that the story could have ended a few chapters early and it would have stood on its own. This one went just a little too far.
This book had wonderful illustrations. There were very few words, but the point still came across. The book was about neighbors coming together to make and eat hot pot. Each of the neighbors brings something to the table to cook and share. It’s a story about being together and sharing the work and each other’s company. I was a little disappointed when the neighbors seem to have left and didn’t finish doing the dishes with cleanup.
The food and neighbors were drawn well and I loved the way that all the colors came together to make the story complete.
Every morning, I have my routine. Most of the time, it’s pretty much in order, but mostly I get sidetracked. I usually get the big stuff done with no issues. Shower, dry, start dressing. After that, it’s a constant list. Over and over. I walk around counting what still needs to be done, like a silent chant. Toothbrush, shoes, lunch, feed cats. Over and over. Then I add and subtract as I finish things or remember what I missed.
Lately, I’ve had a helper. Mini adds feed the cats to the list multiple times. Brush teeth, meow, do a load of laundry, feed cats, meow, put your shoes on, meow. Repeat until the list is done. Not quite the same rhythm, really, when you add in the meows and stepping over cats.
My daughter also is helping with the reminders. She put up this sign. Unfortunately it gets to the point that I see it so often that I don’t see it anymore. She had to change it up a bit this week to make sure I saw it.
Unfortunately, I don’t have a photo of the one that was there before, but it had a drawing of the two cats, and one was the back end of the kitty, walking away.
I’m a little late to the party this time, but it’s LGBT history month. Normally, I’d be taking out books from the library and making a theme month, but the library still isn’t really open, so I’m off routine.
At the bottom of this post is a link showing how Nabisco is celebrating with the Oreo.
I hope to get a few more posts on this theme this month. I’ll see how it goes.
I was the last customer for one of the grocery store checkers, but I didn’t know it yet. He was dealing with the woman in front of me in the express lane. The lady was insisting that 14 food items and 20 bottles of wine counted as 15 items or less. Then she took forever getting her payment out, and insisted on bagging her groceries herself. With the six foot rule, it took forever.
Another checker came up behind me and closed the line and told me that the checker is off for the day after me. I told her I’m always a little off. She walked away laughing
When I got to the checker with my single bag of tomatoes, I told the checker that I was going to be his favorite customer of the day. He said “yes! The last one!” He got it! I was surprised. I only had a card with me, so I ended up charging $.62 on it, which annoyed me, but he took it with a smile. At least I made his day end on a positive note.
A friend of mine has a similar personality to me when it comes to getting things done. When my homework is due on Sunday at midnight, I want to have it done by Thursday or Friday, to give me time to resubmit if I need to and to give me some time to have something unexpected come up. It also gives me a little free time on the weekends for family, bookclub, and other non school things.
I was running behind a little this week, and I had complained to my friend. I posted my last assignment that was due this week at 930 pm on Saturday. I messaged her and she said “congratulations! Now go to sleep.” I asked if it was an age crack. She assured me it wasn’t. I still kind of suspect that it was because that’s what was next on my agenda.