While I was at the doctor's office the other day, a lot of waiting, I found my loaded Kindle was -- dead. Forgot to charge it in the anxiety of everything. Fortunate I'd added in my current book so all was not lost.
I really didn't think a stressful book, very fraught, was a good choice on a stressful day, but there was nothing else available. No internet connection.
And found it was so well written and helpful that I got engrossed anyway snd learned quite a bit.
She focuses on actual approaches, separating out fact from opinion, spotting when you're hearing one as if it were the other and what to do when you're triggered. Really worth reading.
In other reading, a little package arrived this week, from the Cross pen, writing instrument (!) company. It contained my pencil with the broken propelling mechanism, and a heartbroken note.
They're mortified to say that this year, first in its history, they can't do the repair. Can't get the parts despite efforts and waiting. Supply chain for precious metal parts isn't working. Will I please watch their website to see when they can resume with repairs.
This probably means they're not able to occupy workers. I hope it doesn't mean layoffs for them. My little pencil is pretty unimportant in comparison to skilled workers maybe being laid off. Sad stuff.
In a happier frame of reference, I, a hellbent Sagittarian, am in good company. Emily Dickinson! Jane Austen! Beethoven! Gary next door! Gary next door's daughter! Another friend's daughter! Former blogger Quinn Piper! Mare! Mare's son Anthony!
No end of people to celebrate!! For the whole period of the Sagittarius season! So I'm doing that.
