After all of the anticipation and excitement of last weekend, where my brothers and their families came to visit and I ran my first 5k, this week has been anti-climactic. I suppose I needed the time to “chill out” and take it easy, but I found it hard to get interested in much of anything this week. Work kept me really busy, which was ok as the days went by quickly, but in the evenings …. I was bored.
Oh sure, I was still reading, but nothing was holding my attention for very long. You know how some people look in their closet full of clothes and declare that they have nothing to wear? I was like that with my bookshelves. Hundreds of books waiting to be read and all I could say was “meh”. Even the huge stack of magazines sitting by my reading chair did not interest me. Now the old bookaholic me would have just gone out and bought a new shiny book to read, but I did not do that — I accepted the fact that it is only a temporary lull and a new book is not the cure.
(PS Yes you are at the right blog — this is bibliosue talking )
I wonder if it has anything to do with the back to school season. I always loved going back to school and getting back into the routine of classes and homework (yep, I was a nerd). Maybe I’m missing that routine? Going to work every day just doesn’t have the same effect; probably because I don’t ever get an extended break in order to welcome the routine back.
For the last few weeks I’ve had on my desk a brochure for some fall classes at The Newberry Library in Chicago and one that I’ve highlighted is a Saturday seminar on Moby Dick. This book is sitting on my to-read shelf, but frankly it intimidates me; “studying” it with a group might be the ideal way for me to read it and for me to scratch that back to school itch. What do you think?