Today is Friday the thirteenth and my brain is feeling a bit random and disoriented. I don’t think that the two things are related, but I thought I’d just let you know. You’d be bound to notice anyway—the blog tends to reflect my mood. It’s the end of a long and hectic week at my temporary workplace, and I’m looking forward to going dancing tonight and getting to my weekend.
I’m still packing, but I believe I see the end in sight. I’m hoping to get the last major items into boxes this weekend. After that, I’ll be camping in my place with the bare necessities. I’ll wait to disassemble my bed until the last night, because I’ve found I don’t enjoy sleeping on the floor.
I’ve been reading a lot the last few weeks. I’ve read dozens of novels, but I’ve also been spending some time perusing my cookbooks. Somehow the very act of reading about a home-cooked meal makes me feel a little bit cozy. I have to be careful about this tendency, because all of the books I’ve read on fitness haven’t turned me into an athlete. I love to read about organizing things, too, but somehow my files haven’t yet caught up with my knowledge on the subject.
I just started a fascinating new book. I picked it up on the deep sale rack. It’s called Julie & Julia: 365 days, 524 recipes, 1 tiny apartment kitchen. The book chronicles author Julie Powell’s attempt to cook everything in Julia Child’s cookbook Mastering the Art of French Cooking in one year. I’m fascinated by the author’s quest to find meaning in the preparation of marrow bones and poached eggs, even while I’m repulsed at the notion of some of the things she prepares. I’m a vegetarian, but even my meat-eating friends wouldn’t touch some of the delicacies she describes.
The author also details the chaos going on in her life while she works towards her self-imposed goal. I find comfort in that—some days I feel alone in my struggles, alone in my grand schemes. I salute her for taking on the challenge—and presumably—completing it. I’ve just started reading, so I can’t wait to see how it ends. I’m tackling my own challenge this weekend. Stack of boxes, here I come!
Your assignment, should you choose to accept it:
125. Set yourself a small personal goal. Reward yourself when you’ve achieved it.