Work: The past couple of weeks have consisted of several long, 10-12 hour workdays, all of them beginning pretty early in the morning. They’ve also resulted in some on-going projects getting pushed back, general frustration at the lack of progress, exhaustion, feelings of guilt as a result of putting off said on-going assignments (I like to call this re-prioritization of tasks), and very little inclination to read. All in all, not fun. The day began with a long-awaited but slightly unexpected success that was such an amazing way to end the work week, and which had me a little teary-eyed as I got in my car to drive home. In addition, I attended an in-service training session that was a meaningful lesson in perspective-taking, which can be a lot harder than expected in my field. Basically, I left work feeling like this:
Health: I’ve been eating like shite, sleeping like shite, and not exercising at all like a shite. Result? My left hip+sciatica+lower back feel like SHITE. I might either go to a yoga class over the weekend, or at the very least, do yoga and mindfulness exercises at home. I’m going to take another stab at the meal-prep thing this weekend, so we’ll see how that goes.
Reading life: Like I’d mentioned, I’ve basically been too tired to hold a book/kindle these past couple of weeks. However, I’m feeling better now that I’ve officially signed up for #ReadMyOwnDamnBooks, because it truly is already alleviating some of my book-buying anxiety. More importantly, I came back home from this oh-so-fine-day at work to this:
BOOKCON HAPPENS IN 35 DAYS!!! (No, YOU’RE the one that’s got a calendar countdown). This is my first ever BookCon, which by itself makes this very exciting. Since it is happening at the same time as BEA, it means that bookternet friends will be in town! This means, BOOKS AND BOOZE TIME WITH BOOKISH FRIENDSHIPS!
Bonus: I HAVE THE WHOLE EFFING WEEKEND TO READ ALL THE BOOKS! My plan is to finish all the books that I started but never quite finished in the last few weeks, which include:
- Midnight Taxi Tango by Daniel José Older
- My Brilliant Friend by Elena Ferrante
- The Eyre Affair by Jasper Fforde
- The Woman Upstairs by Claire Messud
Hmm, that’s pretty much it. It doesn’t seem like a lot, but that work thing was unbelievably uplifting. It’s definitely the reason I picked up a book after coming home (after sitting in rush-hour traffic for an hour), which in turn is the reason I’m not letting this bum me out:
I mean, this just means I can hole up at home and read. What more can I ask for, amirite? (Seriously though, FUCK YOU, Chicago. It’s APRIL. Let’s move on to spring.)
So, did anyone else have a Fab Friday? More importantly, what are you guys reading this weekend?