Tuesday, December 14, 2021
This is one of the reasons I took my walk along the high street in Plumstead when I ventured out to that part of the city on Sunday. I wanted to get a picture of this bizarre little...shop? Or whatever it is. I saw it from the bus when I was there several weeks ago on my previous Green Chain walk. I'm not sure it's still open. What a combination, though -- haircuts with a bang!
I wound up being late for work again yesterday. I don't know what it is but I am having a terrible problem with time management in the morning, which is very unlike me. I can't really get ready for work until Dave is out of the bathroom, which usually happens around 7:20, and then I get dressed and have breakfast and I can't bring myself to leave the house until the dishes are done and the bed is made, and basically I often find myself extremely crunched right around 8 a.m., when I should be on my way. (I'm supposed to be at work by 8:30.)
I was lamenting this fact to Dave yesterday and he said the school's senior managers have said they've noticed we're all suffering in our organizational skills -- something to do with all the stress we've been under, with Covid and our institutional drama and whatnot. So that's my excuse. At least it's not just me. All we have to do is get through this week and we'll be on break until Jan. 10.
I managed to order some flowers for my mom for Christmas, so it feels good to have that done. I hope she likes them. It's so hard to buy a present for someone who doesn't seem to have much of a sense of time or awareness of anything or anyone not immediately in front of her. But I sent some chocolates too, and I know she'll go for those. Chocolate always wins.
Here's where I am on my Newbery challenge -- these books are the last of the 100 winners that I still have to read. I'm down to such a small number that I decided to check them all out and bring them home. It's interesting that I've put off reading "The Grey King," "The High King" and "The Hero and the Crown" -- it was entirely subconscious but as you can probably tell, monarchical fantasy isn't really my thing.
That third book up, with all the tiny writing, is "The Tale of Despereaux" by Kate DiCamillo. And the book above that, "The Story of Mankind," is the non-fiction winner of the very first Newbery Medal back in 1922. I've been saving it for last. I'm dreading it, but I've heard it's not as stale as it sounds, so fingers crossed!