You’d be forgiven for thinking that I had intentionally waited until the last day of July to post this “month of daily haiku” recap, but that’s not really why I’m writing this now. (This isn’t much of a recap anyway, being such as short post. I suppose this is just to mark the end of the month.) I would have written and scheduled a post for Monday if I’d had time on the week-end. I did not.
The week-end was exceptionally busy — partly of my own doing, partly not completely of my doing (house stuff, appointment, long walks, book club, meet ups, airport pick-up, lunchtime catch ups, long chats, live music, etc, etc).
This upcoming week-end is looking like it’s going to be equally full, so I’m basically forcing myself to sit down and write this now (on a Wednesday night when I should already be in bed, asleep) so that I can stop worrying about breaking my weekly blogging streak.
I suppose in a similar way (but kind of on a smaller scale) I’ve been trying to not break my daily haiku streak. And I’m glad (and quite proud) to say that I haven’t broken it!
Thus ends haiku month,
But the journey’s just begun.
More haikus coming…
You know that you’re really enthralled by a book when, walking home with said book in hand, you’re waiting to cross the road, and, in those precious seconds of waiting, you feel compelled, even then, to open your book and continue reading.
The book that I’m currently reading is “The Narrow Road to the Deep North” by Richard Flanagan. I borrowed it from a friend, and, again, I’m convinced that I am predisposed to love novels that are borrowed from or recommended by friends.
I’ve been pretty busy recently, helping my sister with wedding preparations, so don’t expect me to finish reading it any time soon (only about 70-something pages in at the moment), but I just wanted to do this quick post before I get back to the wedding prep. There will definitely be a post on this book once I’ve finished it, though. (And maybe a post on the wedding. We’ll see.)
This last work week has been a bit of a whirlwind. Sure, there have been moments when things seemed relaxed and under control, but most of it has been pretty busy and the day – the week is over in a snap.
Today was worst of them all. Started work at 8am and it was pretty quiet/manageable for the first hour (just me and the pharmacist at work). But after that, it was pretty much one thing after another – sometimes many things at the same time.
I’ve come to expect Saturdays to be a bit hectic, but that was insane. Neither of us had lunch until after 3pm~ (The pharmacist had predicted in the morning that it might get quite busy because it’s election day, so everyone’s forced to leave their homes to go and vote and may hence be out and about in general)
But, to be honest, I think I prefer the busy days compared to the nothing days when I end up doing every odd job I can think of to make the day progress .. at all.
I am tired. But not totally exhausted. There’s something about being completely and utterly exhausted that’s actually quite satisfying. Although I do wonder if I might burn out before the year is through.
Nah, that’s crazy talk.