I was alright for a while, I could smile for a while
All I want to do in this premature July is play mindless Addiction Solitaire but they've changed the algorithm somehow so one can no longer play mindlessly and win half the time. Now you have to plan several moves ahead or else you find all your cards blocked. And my acrostics are tetchy as well, so I have no mindless pastimes, and I miss them.
Because it's hot I said hang the expense and ran the window AC last night. Only it stopped after fifteen minutes. Turned it back on, fell asleep, woke in the wee hours and it was off again. Turned it back on and fretted for a space about What's wrong with my AC? and Oh how will I get a new one and even if I get a new one how will I get it installed when I can barely walk even? However it's been chugging along nicely all afternoon, so I hope it was just a couple if the blip blackouts this area is prone to. Things usually restart themselves when that happens- fans, air purifiers- but computers and ACs need buttons pushed.
I surprised me at how serene I was during quarantine the first two months. A couple of store interactions a week was quite sufficient, and I read and cooked and did my exercises and some mild housework and that filled the day. Comes the hot weather and suddenly I'm lonely and weepy and want my bro and s-il back next door so I can visit them, and the daycare back so I can be distracted with babies. I guess this is what extroverts have been suffering from for ten weeks, and I belatedly feel their pain.
But since I'm now Hot Weather Me, I've shelved the serious reading for a space and started Carpe Jugulum, which is Granny Weatherwax and very bracing.
Because it's hot I said hang the expense and ran the window AC last night. Only it stopped after fifteen minutes. Turned it back on, fell asleep, woke in the wee hours and it was off again. Turned it back on and fretted for a space about What's wrong with my AC? and Oh how will I get a new one and even if I get a new one how will I get it installed when I can barely walk even? However it's been chugging along nicely all afternoon, so I hope it was just a couple if the blip blackouts this area is prone to. Things usually restart themselves when that happens- fans, air purifiers- but computers and ACs need buttons pushed.
I surprised me at how serene I was during quarantine the first two months. A couple of store interactions a week was quite sufficient, and I read and cooked and did my exercises and some mild housework and that filled the day. Comes the hot weather and suddenly I'm lonely and weepy and want my bro and s-il back next door so I can visit them, and the daycare back so I can be distracted with babies. I guess this is what extroverts have been suffering from for ten weeks, and I belatedly feel their pain.
But since I'm now Hot Weather Me, I've shelved the serious reading for a space and started Carpe Jugulum, which is Granny Weatherwax and very bracing.

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Swiss cheese brain is good for this, at least: I've read it three times and remember almost nothing about the plot.
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... at the moment ..I had read Geoffrey of Monmouth's 'Kings of Britains' - which hubby says is Game of Thrones 'condensed and abridged' - indeed there is incest, murderous spouses, villainous siblings, and much killing off of family - immediate, once, twice and several times removed ... and even dragons! ( well if you count Merlin's prophecies)
So now I'm entrenched in the 'Gawain Poet' - apparently - they think he is one person, and they think he wrote - these others too - Pearl, Cleanness and Patience.
I guess if i didn't want serious reading but want away from fantasy but still kind of needing it - go to the source materials I guess. Now I am sadly missing my two volume set of La Morte 'd ' Arthur by Mallory which lost its way in the many moves I have made. *sighs*
What I'm having read to me is hubby reading Jane Eyre. In parts. Cos' of course he can't read out loud all of it and I wouldn't be able to stand it. The parts he's reading - when he and I are both amenable are just enough. He is clearly a fan for the boorish, mysoginist Mr Rochester, and I a-pitying Miss Eyre on the one hand and want to slap her sometimes on the other. In all quite the experience. ^_^
It's like dating (which we never did as we had only ever hung out as very good friends whilst in a doomed relationship - which when ended I vowed off dating - the poor man) - I guess if we did do.
And ahahaha - that may have been far too TMI - but ehh!
*long distance hot weather hugs* - for hot weather you. It's all 31C here but feels like 38C - is what our weather reportage keeps saying - but the last two days have been mild and rainy and only feeling the heat when the humidity hits.
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Gawain is a lot of fun if you don't try to read him in the (Lancashire) middle English original. I had to, and it was still a rollicking good yarn. And my but its wikipedia page is a rabbit hole. Bookmarked for later reading.
Ha ha to Ste being bumptious Mr Rochester! What an opportunity for acting that must be.
Am astounded that you're baking bread in that heat. Go you, though, for expanding your lockdown skills. And hang in. There has to be an end to this some time.