I thought this mystery novel was okay. I didn’t guess the twist but I also have to say I just didn’t get attached to any of the characters enough to care. It was somewhat interesting and I really enjoyed the literary and mythological references but this one wasn’t a huge hit for me.
This great novel has nailed the intricacies of navigating a family that at its crux deeply wants to love and support each other and yet due to so much pressure from culture, norms, and personal fear around vulnerability, they each suffer in silence until things start unraveling deeply and what feels like irreparably. Their journey to unravel and their journey back to each other are both wonderful to read.
From the moment I wake up on the weekends I find that the time starts tick tick ticking. Hours pass and my list of things I want to do grow and grow.
I read two books today. It was lovely and relaxing. I exercised and talked to my mom. And I did nothing else. My list of what I want to do in a weekend is 10 days worth in two days.
And such is life.
I will never get through all my list and that’s wonderful because it means I have a lot of things that give me joy. So I will tackle a few each time and look forward to the others next time.
Love this boy. He’s the epitome of kind. He helps me tens of times a day. Gets me tea, water, puts my dishes into the machine, opens the backyard umbrella, closes it, folds the laundry, I could go on and on. He helps me all day long.
In just a few weeks the kids will be back to school and I will be back to work. And life will sort of go back to how it was before the pandemic. The delta variant is surging here in California so we’ll see if things change (hopefully not) but assuming they don’t, we will no longer be home together all day every day.
And while I am happy for my kids because they deserve a normal life with friends and a great educational environment, I am grateful that we got this time together for the last 16 months. We are far from perfect but I love my people very much and it’s been a gift to get to spend this time together. I haven’t spent this much time with them since before they started school.
This has a very long week and I am very excited that it’s Friday tomorrow. I am ready to rest.
I was too tired and overwhelmed to go climbing tonight but last minute I decided to go anyway and here I am on my way back and had a really good night of climbing. A lot of solid exercise and also more quiet in my brain.
This is why I try to practice doing things even when I don’t feel like doing them. Because more often then not, I am glad I did it.
I was at my coaching meeting today where I was sharing some of what happened last week with her and as I spoke I suddenly made a connection that was so obvious in retrospect but it changed all of how I think and see things in a fundamental way.
Those are my favorite moments in coaching. When I can make a connection that shifts my perspective so that from there on I can see it again and again in my life. What a gift.
I am so in my head for the last week. I can almost hear the conversations going on and on in my head. And yet I can’t seem to stop them.
So I’ve decided not to.
Maybe they just need some room right now. And resisting isn’t going to help. So i am giving them the space they need and trying to observe without reacting.
Some days are explosive and some days are quiet. Today was one of those days where I really needed the quiet. I spent the whole day in the yard reading.
So much of life is subjective. What’s wildly scary to me might be nothing for you and vice versa. Today I took some huge lead falls, they didn’t scare me. But the overhung route…well that’s another thing.
It’s a good reminder not to judge others by my standards and a good reminder not to measure others’ progress to mine.