Lately I feel the need for escapism. There is (once again) uncertainty about the future of my job, and, because it's a family business, about my parents' well-being. The stakes are high, and I don't have much, if any, influence on how things will turn out. Therefore, the more time I can spend with my attention on pleasant diversions, the better for my sanity.
Fortunately, I am reading a delightful and engrossing 1200 page novel (actually a trilogy of books bound together under one cover) called The Josephine Bonaparte Collection. It's historically accurate enough that I can assuage my need to feel productive when I read (I'm learning things!), the characters feel like friends and family to me, and the plot is gripping. I would recommend it to almost anyone.
(My bookmark is currently resting on page 769.)
There's nothing like a good historical novel to remind one to put a #FirstWorldProblems tag on most of one's own worries. How many things does this book make me feel grateful for? Modern dentistry, motor cars, democracy, the fact that "bleeding" a patient is no longer considered a valid cure for any disease other than hemochromatosis... I could go on.
The movie Far From the Madding Crowd was on TV, so I gave it a chance to divert me for two hours. I watched the whole thing, but in the end I agree with this reviewer, who stated that Carrie Mulligan's wardrobe was the most engaging aspect of the movie. It was silly, soapy, and melodramatic, but I did enjoy viewing all of Bathsheba's frocks.
Next on my list of reliable cheerer-uppers is Imgur, a website that offers a constantly changing stream of cute/funny/awesome images. Like this. And this. Sometimes the image itself is nothing to write home about, but the comments are comedy gold. Warning: some content may be offensive to some viewers.
As always, the highlight of my week was Game Night. This week was outstanding because our hostess cooked a Burns Supper in honour of Robbie Burns Day. The haggis not piped in, however it was done up properly with 'neeps and tatties (no, autocorrect, not with needs and tattoos), and everything was yummy.
What have you been doing to keep the February blahs at bay?