Day off

I had the day off of work yesterday. This would have perhaps been enjoyable were it not for the fact that I had taken this day off for a hospital appointment. I was there to have a procedure that was supposed to be reasonably painless. I generally have a relatively high pain threshold, but I ended up needing gas to get through it. Today I returned to work and only lasted a few hours, and I wouldn’t have stayed that long if I hadn’t needed to get some stuff done in the absence of my boss. Still, now I am at home, albeit in a little discomfort and can get some reading done.

My reading has not been going great lately. I seem to keep finding things that I cannot put off, such as working late, and then other things like perusing many of the blogs that I follow, and indeed some that I don’t. Anyway, I am forging ahead with Proust’s ‘Sodom and Gomorrah’ and I have high hopes of actually getting that completed by the end of the weekend. This should leave a little time to read some of E.M. Forster’s ‘Aspects of the Novel’, which I have sorely neglected during my lunch breaks as it seems so much easier just to gossip with colleagues, before I start on the next part of Proust’s ‘In Search of Lost Time’, which should be in one physical book, ‘The Captive’ and ‘The Fugitive’.

So those are my immediate reading goals. Not much to speak of regarding any writing, but I am still managing to do a small amount of free writing each day, just random stuff.