Ever since the election and as each new and horrific policy/cabinet pick is announced, I find myself striving for normalcy and indulging in self-care.
Getting ready for Thanksgiving feels normal right down to my grandmother's gelatin salad. And of course there's all the everyday stuff--laundry, cooking, picking up Josie from school--that's blessedly normal.
What isn't normal is my inability to read new stuff. I always have a book or two going as well as one on audio that I listen to before I fall asleep. And though I have a pile of interesting and unread books, I find myself reaching for old favorites--Calvin Trillin's Let's Eat, or Clementine in the Kitchen by Phineas Beck --both foodie books. Coincidently, I've been doing a lot of comfort food cooking--whatever it takes, hey?
As for my audio listens, I went to Jane Austen--Emma and then Pride and Prejudice, along with hours and hours of P.G. Wodehouse--a favorite since I was in my teens.
Currently I'm listening to an excellent audio read of James, by Perceval Everett. I read it some time ago but decided I'd like to hear how the narrator dealt with the various dialects --very well, in my opinion.
Continuing with the self-care, I'm reading headlines but often skipping the articles. And trying to concentrate on the good things in life.
I want to figure out what I can do to oppose the disaster on the horizon--but for the life of me I don't know what I, at my age, can do.
It may be that maintaining a bit of normalcy is it.
3 comments:
Here's to normalcy! You're on the right track I think. and this is the time of year to be listening and reading good stories.
Some narrators do voices so well. I am currently listening to one,
I guess we're back to an alternative normality for a few years.
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