I finished Invisible Man a bit ago. It made me mad at the end. I’m happy I read it but it wasn’t, by far, an acceptable ending. It seemed to fall short of the power of the rest of the writing. Like I said, I’m happy I read it though.
Right now I’m waiting for more test results and to go to a few more doctor appointments. I’m not doing much else outside the house. I’m still self distancing, which I’ve been doing since March. Because I’m only going out when I absolutely need to, I’m not going to make a trip to Half Price Book Store. I’d so love to go, but I’m not. I’m going to try to find a few good books on Etsy as well as look through mine to see what I’ve not read.
Friday evenings I’ve kinda of dedicated to reading and sipping wine while snuggling with my best fuzzy buddy, Joe. He’s too sweet for his own good as he curls up on my chest and rests.
There’s not much news other than reading, dealing with perimenopause and self distancing.