BOOKS REMAINING: 29
CURRENT BOOK: A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories by Flannery O’Connor
I am more than certain that I was exposed to Flannery O’Connor way back when in school, longer ago than I care to admit. The title story seemed extremely familiar. I can see where O’Connor has a place among significant female writers. However, given the time and place she was writing from, it surprised me that her stories contain as much darkness and irony as they do, given that in the South during that time period, most women — at least, white women — were sheltered and pampered (at least, according to other things I have read from The List). O’Connor has a way of starting a story in medias res and of depicting characters who reflect different elements of society within the geographical and temporal context, and putting in a twist at the end that the reader may not have expected. Perhaps she would have been a good writer for a TV series!
It is fortunate that my reading project is going much better than my other projects. My husband and I have been having a hard time trying to chase down leads on other contractors for our master suite remodel. We finally had a lead on a bathroom cabinet with the ideal configuration, that didn’t pan out. And it doesn’t help that I had been hoping to have demolition done before Labor Day, and that after getting information about the fancy closet organization systems I am even more eager to get things moving. It further doesn’t help that my eagerness is somehow a trigger for my husband, who himself admitted (after much pulling of hair and gnashing of teeth on my part) that he was over-reacting and I was not. Advice to single people: Don’t get married. Advice to non-homeowners: If you must get yourself a piece of the “American Dream,” don’t even think about anything that is not new construction/move-in ready.
I’ve also been trying really hard to get to the gym. I may have no control that I’m going to turn 40 — eventually — but I CAN control that I can be in better shape than in my 30’s. I’m even buying myself any number of new workout clothes which have been helpful in motivating me, since I will do almost anything for a chance to wear a cute outfit. I was doing pretty well with my gym regimen until my allergies started acting up rather severely. Kind of hard to work out when you can’t breathe. Finally after breaking down and going to the ENT last week, I felt better for the long weekend and was able to get back to the gym and it felt great. I even made it to yoga yesterday evening with my co-worker. But why is it that I feel sore after yoga? I thought it was supposed to stretch you out and make you feel better? My sister does yoga and swears by it. She posts pictures on Facebook of herself contorting her body into poses I didn’t know were possible. Me, I can’t even do a side plank. Or hold some of the poses half as long as the instructor wants you to. The instructor tried to encourage us last night saying we had all done well and were becoming “yoga masters.” Yeah right!!! Somehow I’m not sure I could ever get to that point, even if I did nothing BUT yoga. I’m just hoping I can start doing it without regretting it afterward.