Did you all make it through, “Single Awareness Day”?
Ya know, Valentine’s Day. This year I just ignored the entire day — except for getting “Love” gifts for my grands.
I didn’t wear red as in previous years; I didn’t have anxiety the week before; and I gave it no notice whatsoever.
The most thought I gave to it was when walking by the security station at my work’s front door and saw all the flower deliveries. To myself I said, “huh.”
In year’s past, I’ve dreaded it. If you are in a couple, you have such a different view. Most of my friends are either married or in long-term relationships. In fact, one just received a ring and proposal for marriage. I never thought I’d be single in my 50s, but there you go.
I haven’t posted about my reading for quite awhile so I have a lot to fill you in on. First, I made my Goodreads 2017 reading goal no problem. It wasn’t like in 2016 where I was reading every short 200 page book I could get my hands on in December. So my year was complete. 🙂
I’ve been trying to read much more because it really adds to my happiness. But enough about me. Let’s talk books.
Hand to Mouth: Living in Bootstrap America by Linda Tirado
This was published in Oct 2014 and I had heard the author interviewed on NPR. So many of her points rang true to me. The book came about because Tirado, a 32-year-old mother of two who worked two low-paying jobs, wrote a message in response to the question “Why do poor people do things that seem so self-destructive?” on an online forum. Her response went viral and was subsequently reprinted by The Huffington Post, The Nation, and Forbes, in November 2013. She then received 60,000 in donations to write the book. Check it out. It tells a story we all should hear.
The Silkworm (Cormoran Strike Series #2)
by Robert Galbraith, J. K. Rowling
This is second in the series of mysteries JK Rowling wrote under a pseudonym. I enjoyed all three books but this was probably my least favorite of the three. Still, the writing is great and it moves fast.
Death Comes to Pemberley by PD James
This book is a sequel to Jane Austin’s “Pride and Prejudice.” It’s a murder mystery which I’m sure if you are a reader, you’ve heard about. I was told not to bother reading it but I’m so glad I did. I liked falling back into the world of Pemberley. When you’re finished, watch the British two-episode television show on Netflix. It’s excellent.
Baba Dunja’s Last Love
by Alina Bronsky
I read this book for my book club. While this is not a book you may have not heard of or would pick up, it’s worth the read. The Serbian author wrote of an older, strong woman who returns to her hometown which happens to be near Chernobyl. There are warnings about radiation levels and misshapen forest fruits. Soon others move there with her. The book can be read in one or two sittings and is a thoughtful story.
Let me know what you’ve been reading.
I went out last night with two of my co-workers who are really my friends. We’ve worked together for about three years and have gone out drinking, talked honestly, and experienced a lot of each others personal lives through those years. It may have been an off night, but they really didn’t ask me anything about my life or bring me into the conversation and I noticed.
Most of my professional years, I’ve worked exclusively with younger team members. This is probably due to the fact I work in marketing/communications/graphic design and the fact I have not risen to the executive offices. It never has been as issue before because I really enjoy Generation X and Millennials.
I’ve probably enjoyed working with Generation Xers so much because I’m so immature. lol. Not immature in responsibility, rather, immature in remaining always curious; loving new music well beyond when I should; and loving technology.
But, I’ve recently noticed as I am in my 50s, that I am dismissed. Dismissed for knowing things, dismissed as being able to contribute to a topic, dismissed in so many ways I can’t even list. My sister talks about this too. She is a grade school teacher and there was a time the younger teachers asked for her opinion, but no longer. I don’t care if anyone asks me my opinion but I would like to be included in chit chat and camaraderie.
I essentially have 20 more years of work left. So I need to get busy accepting that I can no longer contribute or be one of the group? It seems absurd. I must mull this over. What are your experiences?
Getting back to going out with my friends. (Or at least I thought they were.) I’ve always been friends with my co-workers before, but now that I am 50, it stops? It’s hurtful. The reason has something to do with the look in their eye when I say something and their response is, “Yea, my mom says that.”
Maybe it’s time to rethink my job — 20 years is a long time.
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We’ve had probably 9 inches of snow lately and it sure is pretty. I live across these hills so the families have flocked to sled down in freezing bliss. It’s fun to walk my dog and hear their fun-having screams.
It’s also fun to see exactly where the deer have been while I’ve slept. A very popular spot is under my bird feeders. The deer drive-up.