And DO something about it. I’m working on it. Anyway, today was long, but busy. Not so bad. John’s day was three hours longer than mine. He just called to tell me he was leaving. And I just ordered pizza. We’ll see who gets here first.
I am officially tired of winter. I’m tired of cold weather. I would say I’m tired of snow and ice (and it would be true), but we’ve barely had any. I’m just tired of the cold and the short days. And the dry air.
Wow. Too much complaining. That shouldn’t be all I have to say. It’s Friday! It’s the weekend! Finally. This was kind of a long week. Hmm. I had a sunnier outlook a couple of days ago. The only thing I can think of that has changed is what I’m reading. I just can’t get into The Yiddish Policemen’s Union. I haven’t given it enough of a try to feel justified in putting it down, though. It hasn’t grabbed me yet. Maybe I’m just not in the mood. But I was much happier when I was reading Anne McCaffrey. I haven’t spent much time reading it yet (I’m not even 30 pages in, which why I’m not ready to quit), so maybe it’ll grab me over the weekend. I need to spend some quality time reading. I’ve only had a couple of minutes to spare here and there. I haven’t really given it a chance.