My mother is awesome
I had another not so very great day thanks to uni and what feels like 100 people wanting 500 things and all of them right now. And me still suffering from the results of far too much stress over the last months. Oh well. I think in March it will get better. I'll manage somehow. I always do. But there are two or three posts I have already written in my head but can't bring myself to actually write for lack of energy.
Now, to the point of this post. My mother kept me company today as I was working (in the kitchen) and because she apparently got bored, she picked up one of my library books and started reading Cassius Dio. The Roman historian Cassius Dio. Which she found "really interesting" and of which she read "almost a hundred pages" in two hours. Commenting with things like: "Oh, a speech by Cicero! *evil grin* He's really mean to Marcus Antonius." I love my mother. At least there's one person in my family who absolutely gets why I'm doing what I'm doing. :D
Now, to the point of this post. My mother kept me company today as I was working (in the kitchen) and because she apparently got bored, she picked up one of my library books and started reading Cassius Dio. The Roman historian Cassius Dio. Which she found "really interesting" and of which she read "almost a hundred pages" in two hours. Commenting with things like: "Oh, a speech by Cicero! *evil grin* He's really mean to Marcus Antonius." I love my mother. At least there's one person in my family who absolutely gets why I'm doing what I'm doing. :D