Victory! I finally finished "Shantaram" yesterday, all 930 pages. I read in a long sprint through lunch and the afternoon, whenever I could grab a moment, so I wouldn't have to lug the book home again. I am so happy to be done with it. I feel like a great weight has been lifted.
I wouldn't say I loved it. It was easily readable, but overlong and full of a lot of unsavory characters, including the protagonist. Lots of blood and testosterone and swagger. I had hoped it would be more redemptive.
Also, I did my French homework and Dave and I went to my departmental end-of-the-school-year party last night. So I'm feeling a little less swamped than I was yesterday. I appreciated Ellen's comment that it's "easy to get overwhelmed with all the stuff we think we have to do." That's exactly right, isn't it? Think being the key word.
This weekend I'm going to do my best to whittle down the stack of magazines that has accumulated while I've been mired in that book.
And speaking of great weights being lifted, my mom reported that she has sold the piano. It was taken away yesterday. I know she's relieved, and I am too. I'm sorry I couldn't be more useful in helping her to get rid of it, but the dealer who bought it said he did remember hearing from me, so at least I made some kind of impression.
Oh, and our wayward printer cable arrived in the mail yesterday, so our printer is once again functional. Poor Dave's parents had to pay $9.45 to mail it from Florida!
(Photo: Olga likes the morning sun in the dining room.)