Ahhh… watch those tumbleweeds rattle by.
There’s been radio silence on this here blog and I won’t apologise for it because this blog is for fun times and there has been not so much of the fun times recently – a totally self-imposed deadline crisis led to me working most of last weekend and my timesheet showing 69 hours. Woohoo. 20 hours of that was a translation project though, which was awesome, and now I am contemplating setting up a little freelance German-English translation sideline. Ye who wish thy German anglicised, holler.
So… that would also mean no reviews written. Which explains the pile here beside me: Tomorrow When the War Began, The Informationist, I Capture the Castle, Down Under, A Discovery of Witches and Three Weeks in December. Yep, 6 non-DNF, pretty darn good books. Consecutively. Second woohoo.
Much as I have resolved to exercise more (I’m up to week 5 in the Couch to 5k program, which would be super-impressive if I didn’t keep taking 3 week breaks…), eat less garbage, do my uni homework etc… I’m resolving to post daily again for a while.
Recent adventures at Maison RWT include:
– Cecily (the beloved bicycle) having a rebellious teenage phase (she’s been around for a year/900 miles) and getting two flats in two different tyres in two days. Both now patched. I feel like a pro.
– The Physicist and I watched the movie of Tomorrow When the War Began. I know it’s heretical to suggest, but it’s as good as the book (the book impressed me but did not knock my socks off)
– I have stuck to my New Year’s Resolutions of not spending money at Starbucks or in bookshops. Learning how to use my aluminium/steel percolator and having 1000+ of my own books of which I’ve read max 20%, and having a gentle but steady incoming stream of review books (thank you, publishers!) is keeping my wallet a little happier. I know I should be supporting independent booksellers but there aren’t all that many in East London, and while we live in London on pretty much my salary only, brand new books at £10-£20 are a luxury I must do without. Fortunately The Book Accumulator and Mini-Me provide a stimulus package to the British book economy whenever they visit.
– Which means that for Lent I am trying to complain less and be more grateful. I’m finding not complaining very difficult as I’ve discovered it’s a common conversational piece for me (not a nice discovery about myself) but actively trying to be more grateful is definitely improving my life. Instead of being grumpy about a second flat in two days, I was grateful for the opportunity to have a much better shower at home and a commute on which I could read!