Can we just acknowledge this week and move on past it? I know it’s Friday, but I feel like it’s going to take daaaaays to get over this week. Sorry for the non-reading posts this week. I’ve had one class in the library learning research methods; the rest of my classes are discussing symbolism in John Cheever’s short story “The Swimmer” and Franz Kafka’s The Metamorphosis. If I hear one more student say the words, “Blah blah blah, that crazy bug story,” I am going to scream or begin laughing like a maniac, I’m not sure. For some reason, I’ve felt drained from all the prep time this week and just haven’t had energy or time to read for fun.
However, I skipped the gym today because my entire body is hurting from 4 hours of yardwork yesterday including but not limited to lawn mowing, weeding (massive weeding), trimming shrubs, paring my lemon tree, cutting down a tree-like weed, raking, etc. I figure I deserve a break.
So I am off in hunt of breakfast, a warm spot in my bed (where hopefully I will not turn into a giant bug), and Jennifer Lee Carrell’s Interred With Their Bones.