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Sun Nov 29th, 2015
 | 09:10 pm - Records of wasted time
Instead of playing solitaire, I should exercise. Solitaire depresses; exercise has at least the chance of reducing knee pain. And if I won't exercise, I could at least read more Booth, now I'm near series' end...
I like fall, so I'm not sure why my fall reading is so often mindless fantasy or mystery series. A time-filler; much too often, a time-waster. I won't be keeping my Booths any more than I kept last year's Todds or 2012's Suzanne Mcleods or 2011's Carol Nelson Douglases-- though I *did* keep 2013's Patricia Briggs. Ah well: I grow old, and look for comfort, not work. This may be why people read romance or Regencies: goes down easy, always another one available; and with those genres, plenty of people to talk to about them.
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The brain wants what it wants, when it comes to comfort reading. Although periodically the brain doesn't get a look-in; it's the toddler-heart that says Don' wanna to anything but pap. ![[User Picture]](https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/11690011/1379663) | | From: |  mvrdrk |
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| Date: | December 1st, 2015 12:41 am (UTC) |
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I am starting to get back into behaving like a functioning human. Today. That means exercise starts tomorrow and no more 3am bedtimes. Oh, exercise, and the never-ending ever-expanding number of reps. I see why people use ipods for this, because dullness doesn't get any duller. And my legs hurt more these days, in spite of exercise. OTOH I find I can indeed spread it out during the day. There's a lot of blank ten minute periods at work just asking for hamstring stretches.
I love 3 am bedtimes, as long as there's no reason to be up in the morning. Presumably 'other people in the house' constitutes a reason to be up in the morning. |
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