Day 74 : Had a tough situation on the job front. Finally decided to move on and now serving the notice period. Now all people are so nice to you and remember how much i have contributed for organization growth. Day 75 : Farewell treats from the boss and colleagues. Day 76 : Final exit day at the current company and the farewell speech was nostalgic. Day 77: Today spending the day for myself without the thoughts of office.
Had a very good laugh today.. Usually I take car front seat, DS restricted to it today, I gave an ultimatum as would you allow or should I walk to home. Left me for second option. Just to tease him, I waited behind the car for 10mins, should see his tension those mins. He got angry was kattif with me for half a day, after that both had a good laugh
Spouse & I went downstairs at 11a.m. spent whole day in the company of SAMPANDHIS & their senior citizen guests. After feast, watched India vs England ICC FOR THE REST OF THEDAY on a huge TV screen in the company of son in law daughter and guests. In between had sumptuous helpings of ice cream with cut mango peeled pieces. But too much excitement caused disturbed sleep and managed to get sleep embrace me only around 4 a.m. Enjoyed cricket-watch though India lost with spirited fights and shots to England at Birmingham at10.30. P.m. IST.
I had a fabulous weekend with my cousins whom I met after 10 years. My niece got married. It was simply a beautiful event. I am thankful for all the laughs and hugs. It is definitely an emotional booster.
Yesterday was very disturbed as my grand mother in law was admitted to hospital as she fall down from bed. Big positive is she just had a small hairline fracture which will be fine in around 4 days. As per her medical history of diabetes and osteoporosis it was a great relief for all of us n especially to her that she will recover soon.
Day 59: DH visited me on weekend. Prepared few dishes. He happily relished it Day 60: Spent some time watching a movie at home after long time. It was a good feeling. Day 61: Went to one of the famous streets with my DH. We both enjoyed the location and loved the food and place. Day 62: Came to my place with my DH. Wat a great feeling it is to come back to my home. Relaxing weekend indeed Day 63: Working from home this week
Leery of self-proclaimed 'voracious' readers unless their colloquial language and thought faculty is representative of their reading largess, I have scrupulously avoided that moniker on myself. When someone pipes up as "I read hundreds of books. I read so much. I keep on reading .." I look askance at their surfeit enthusiasm. Would someone who has read hundreds of books claim so unfashionably? Isn't 'voracious' identifier so trite even for legitimately voracious readers. Someone who has devoured hundreds of books would have honed on the creative representation of themselves in their insatiate appetite to read. When I resumed planned book reading a couple of years ago after years of neglect, I wanted to distinguish myself from the pretense of customary reading to an awakening of substantiated reading. Not wishful to claim elite or niche affinity with books, I still hankered for the ongoing effort to evidence in the elusive transformation. On reading a hundred books, I should be unrecognizable from my former self. The overhaul should be distinct from a lowly committed immersion. Some offshoot should burgeon out in that growth so prominently, could be related to language, ideology, behavior, that my exertion has been rewarded. I had my self-doubts too of appearing to someone as that garish reader, whom I detested from earlier, exhibiting literary tastes only through outspoken hoard on kindle and not through arbitrary interaction. Amidst much dither and desperation, I continued reading though fearful that I might eventually languish as one of the innumerable 'voracious' readers unaware of the maneuver to avoid the pitfall of an ordinary reader with aspiration to benefit from this uninterrupted rigmarole. I was doing exactly what a common reader does, to read steadily, and expecting a drastic transformation not conferred to that self-glorified voracious reader. This post isn't celebratory of any hundred-book milestone as I have been sloppy in keeping track of my literary knockouts. The post isn't an epiphany to fast-track or succeed in stray ambition. Lastly, not a disclosure of any magical strategy to outgrow the lapses of the (vilified) voracious reader. This post is a reflection on the jumble of unaccounted personal goals that don't show up on certificates or badges yet redefine our standing. Why cannot I hula hoop? I must learn. Why cannot I draw a nose and chipped teeth and call it a cartoon? I must learn to sketch. Why cannot I read methodically and improve myself? None of these credits have overt assertions, the last being the most unflattering -- to not claim 'voracious' yet coax out the recognition of a well-read mind from a discerning listener. Could I do that? I don't know. Would I like to do that? You bet.
I was a voracious reader long back, however I didn't pick any words, but only the content. So my vocabulary is still very limited. I think I can improve my vocabulary a bit by reading posts of @Novalis's that exhibit amazing(!!) skill & control in writing. I still need a dictionary, but I am trying my level best. A long way to go
It is DH's bday.. still so many works, wanna go out and bad headache. DD DS wished him first, jealous of it . We may buy a scooty today for Me and DS.. Yh.. just updating my day, not +,or,-