Bookish (and not so Bookish) Thoughts

[my new friend at the Safari Park]

My leftover happiness from the long weekend came up against some resistance today when I received the estimate for some car repairs. Ugh. A necessary evil and why I make sure to have savings, but disappointing, inconvenient, and annoying.

Thanks for the Sleep Score, Fitbit. Now I can really have a better understanding of how exhausted I am.

My husband is reading the Harry Potter series for the first time and it’s making me want to go back and reread them. I’m probably going to wait, though, since Sawyer has been expressing a lot of interest and I’ll probably get him the illustrated version maybe for Christmas. I think he might be a little too young to really understand them, but I’m not going to squash that interest!

I have been fighting our insurance company for months on getting some reimbursements for Sawyer’s speech therapy and they’ve FINALLY started sending checks (thank goodness, see item one above, gah). I feel so victorious. They were so horrible, rejecting paperwork that clearly followed directions, locking me out of my online account, giving me contrary information, etc… Persistence has paid off. Literally.

I’ve been reading Things I’m Seeing Without You by Peter Bognani and it’s quite mediocre, especially coming off such a stellar reading month in August. The narrator is a teenaged girl, and as someone who spends her days with that age group I just don’t find the dialogue very natural, which is a huge buzzkill for me.

Sawyer is ALL ABOUT helping in the kitchen lately and it’s one part awesome and one part annoying as hell. He tried to commandeer barbequing duties from my husband over the weekend and we had to put the kibosh on that. I try to always find a task for him to do, but you know how it is with a five-year-old… everything takes soooooo much longer.

It’s time for football! Fantasy, that is. I’ve played in leagues on off for several years and, honestly, I’m just in it because I love data and numbers. I don’t know teams or players in the slightest! I won last year, so clearly being a fan isn’t exactly a requirement for a FF victory (my team name is “Books Over Balls,” very fitting).

I’ve been reading a collection of essay called Can We All Be Feminists for like eight months or something like that. It sits on my desk at work and I just read a few pages here and there, which is fine, but not my style. I made a silly little chart so that I can force myself to finish it this month.  Its message is so important that I don’t want the fact that it’s lurking on my to-do list to tarnish anything.