It’s been almost a month since I last blogged about my readings. I typically try to blog twice a month, but here we are. Life returned to normal in that I am physically going to work each day, but life definitely is not normal. My students each have plastic shields around their desks, staff and students wear masks at all times, almost all of the curriculum is online (to reduce paper handling and to keep consistent with e-learners), and I travel by cart now, while my students stay put. That’s only some of the changes experienced this year. So while I am back to “normal,” nothing is normal about it.
Needless to say, I’m exhausted. I barely find 30 minutes to read, because I’m just so tired all of the time. I come home after a long day, and usually end up accidentally falling asleep on the couch, which turns into me groggily taking myself to bed and then the whole day starts over again.
I thoroughly enjoyed quarantine. I mean, I wish it were under different circumstances, but I liked being home and working from home. I straddle the line of extrovert and introvert, but as I’ve gotten older, I’ve become much more introverted. When school closed on March 12th, I was worried and scared. We all were living with so much uncertainty. We still are, only we’ve become used to this “new normal.” Believe me, I want things to go wholly back to normal. I want to be able to go out on dates, go to the movies, travel, and also toss my masks in the trash, but this is where we are now. It will eventually get better. I know. However, during the last four-ish months of being home, I completed multiple home projects, including planting my own garden. I’ve read more than I’ve ever read before. I finally had the time to workout and treat my body better. I became spiritually more healthy. Unlike many, while I did watch a few Netflix shows, I didn’t consume myself with television. I would spend whole days without the TV on. I was able to spend time with my dogs and they were able to be out of their crates almost entirely. The past four months, I was able to breathe again and find the joy and beauty in life.
When I work, while this is a valuable job I do, and I do enjoy it, it just takes too much time out of my day when you consider the commute. I hate going home drained. Being so exhausted that I can’t do the things I love. Living for the weekend. This is not how we were meant to live. Americans have always been overworked, but I didn’t understand just how badly we were until I got a taste of the other side of things. Life is so short. Should we be killing ourselves over a paycheck?
Maybe I’m contemplating life so much and how to enrich it and live my best life, because my dad was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. The doctor told him that at this point, he has 8 months to a few years, which does not sound promising, but there is still hope and I believe in a God who does miracles. All this to say, I look at my dad who was (and still is) a workaholic. He’s spent most of his life working his way up in a small town heating and air company. He doesn’t want to retire until he’s 66 so he can get his full retirement benefits.
My father is 62. 62. I can’t believe we are talking life and death with a man so young. If I knew I was only going to live to be 62, would I live my life differently? Would I put less emphasis on work and money? Would I instead, find a way to live comfortably so that I could enjoy simple luxuries? Maybe I wouldn’t be a teacher. Maybe I’d do some sort of work that I don’t have to take home with me. Maybe I’d go back to school and work on the career I really want. Maybe I’d work part time. There are so many things to consider. Have I been praising the almighty dollar too long? Storing away my money so I can live in a house that’s too big for me? At what cost though? What is the price of a life unlived? A life of stress and anxiety and exhaustion? I’m glad I’m finally thinking about this. It’s time I did.
Anyways, I have read quite a few books, but I’ll keep my reviews brief this time. Mostly, I listened to a lot of comedic female nonfiction.
I started with Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me and then followed it up with Why Not Me? Both by Mindy Kaling. I love Mindy. She’s so funny and real and smart actually, which you probably wouldn’t expect. Some of her essays were stronger than others. I really enjoyed “Soup Snakes” from her latter book. However I would rate her first book better as a whole. She seemed to tell more of her growing up and back story in her first book. Her second book was a little all over the place with a random fiction piece thrown in. Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me gets 4 stars, but Why Not Me will sit with 3.
Next up, I read a fiction book by one of my favorite authors, Jesmyn Ward. Where the Line Bleeds was to no surprise lyrically beautiful. I didn’t enjoy it as much as Sing Unburied Sing, which is my favorite of hers so far. I found myself stopping to re-read a line or sentence just to really savor her unique metaphors. She also created very real characters who spoke in believable dialogue. The problem, as always is with her books, is that she has yet to master plot. Once she masters plot, her books will be sheer perfection. 4/5.
I listened to Yes, Please by Amy Poehler. I actually really enjoyed her humor here. The way this audiobook was set up reminded me of a comedic podcast, which I really enjoyed and she had some good life nuggets in here too. Clearly, she’s not a book writer, which is what I found with all of these comedian’s books, but this one, listening wise, was really enjoyable. 4/5.
I devoured The Unhoneymooners by co-author group Christina Lauren. I found myself laughing out loud and rooting for the characters in this rom-com. As I’ve wrote before, I don’t love this genre, because often it comes across as cheesy or over the top sexual for no reason. This book reminded me of those great 90s and early 2000s rom-coms I so love. Needless to say, this was a pleasant surprise. (5/5).
I listened to Bossypants by Tina Fey next. I have to say, her humor and writing is great, but her innocent, everyday voice doesn’t match. I wonder if I would have enjoyed this more had I not listened to it. This was the most cohesive collection and also had me laughing out loud. Though, the beginning essays were not as strong as her latter ones, which made me dislike it initially. I did end up liking it by the middle and end. (4/5).
My final read this round was Into the Water by Paula Hawkins. I really enjoyed this thriller. It was calm and had a slow build, but I was still curious as to what would happen next. I liked the unique concept of a place with a bad history. The downside of this novel was that there were just too many characters to keep track of. (4/5).
I’m currently reading Night Swim, which is really good so far, and will start Luster soon. I’m trying to get my reading speed back, but battling exhaustion is hard.
Keep up the good fight y’all and happy reading!