Found myself a hubby but not a hobby
Yesterday I was very restless. I didn't know how to handle the drastic change in pace. I mean, all of a sudden I find myself not doing anything work-related. I was just lazing around the house reading and watching divx movies. Towards the end of the day, I felt like I've lost my footing. I went to bed haunted again by morbid thoughts.
But I seem to have regained balance now. Thankfully! Perhaps I just needed some time to adjust. So, I've been taking it easy the whole day, watching movies without feeling guilty. Finally got to watch Naruto again. Tomorrow I'll probably catch up on Prison Break and watch The Departed. Let's see how it fares against the original, Infernal Affairs. It is good to relax. Sooo frikkin' good. ;) And blogging is therapeutic indeed.
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Last Sunday, I was scouring the shelves for a book to while away the time. I haven't finished Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell but didn't want to continue reading it as I feel it's too lengthy for the ADD-afflicted me. So I just went ahead and picked out Quincunx by Charles Palliser, a novel of Dickensian flavor. Now this book has almost the same number of pages as Jonathan Strange... but with a smaller type. Go figure. Sometimes I myself don't understand how my mind works.
I told my hubby about this weird book choice and you know what he said? That I should find myself a hobby. That I should meditate and find out what my passion is. I told him I know what my passion is...working! Then I threw this question at him: can't working be a hobby? You can probably guess that he gave me an exasperated look.
So, now I am plodding through the internet, where you can find virtually anything, for a hobby. Something to keep my hands busy and maybe improve my dexterity. My hands definitely need to be dexterous in things other than typing. However, nothing appealed to me--well, there were some that struck my fancy--but nothing that made me want to pursue it. Learned something new, though. I didn't know retrocomputing is a hobby. I think it's more like a luddite's way of life.
Well, I guess that's it for tonight. My eyes are tired. Hopefully tomorrow Google will give me better search results for a hobby.
But I seem to have regained balance now. Thankfully! Perhaps I just needed some time to adjust. So, I've been taking it easy the whole day, watching movies without feeling guilty. Finally got to watch Naruto again. Tomorrow I'll probably catch up on Prison Break and watch The Departed. Let's see how it fares against the original, Infernal Affairs. It is good to relax. Sooo frikkin' good. ;) And blogging is therapeutic indeed.
-oOo-
Last Sunday, I was scouring the shelves for a book to while away the time. I haven't finished Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell but didn't want to continue reading it as I feel it's too lengthy for the ADD-afflicted me. So I just went ahead and picked out Quincunx by Charles Palliser, a novel of Dickensian flavor. Now this book has almost the same number of pages as Jonathan Strange... but with a smaller type. Go figure. Sometimes I myself don't understand how my mind works.
I told my hubby about this weird book choice and you know what he said? That I should find myself a hobby. That I should meditate and find out what my passion is. I told him I know what my passion is...working! Then I threw this question at him: can't working be a hobby? You can probably guess that he gave me an exasperated look.
So, now I am plodding through the internet, where you can find virtually anything, for a hobby. Something to keep my hands busy and maybe improve my dexterity. My hands definitely need to be dexterous in things other than typing. However, nothing appealed to me--well, there were some that struck my fancy--but nothing that made me want to pursue it. Learned something new, though. I didn't know retrocomputing is a hobby. I think it's more like a luddite's way of life.
Well, I guess that's it for tonight. My eyes are tired. Hopefully tomorrow Google will give me better search results for a hobby.