Years ago, when I was interviewing for internships and potential jobs the prospective employer asked a number of questions about my schooling and related work experience. Then they'd asked about my strengths and weaknesses and sometimes provide a hypothetical situation in which I would have to describe my course of action. And almost inevitably they would ask about my hobbies. Things I liked to do outside of school and work. With the exception of gardening, I added that in the past few years, these are the things I'd typically list.
If I think about the things I like to do for pleasure today these items still top my list. The thing is, I don't actually do any of these items very often (with the exception of running, which I have started to do regularly again.) It's not because I don't want to; it's because I rarely have the time to. When the kids are playing nicely together or have finally gone down to bed at night I spend my time frantically trying to switch/fold loads of laundry or put the dishes away or clean the crumbs and greasy hand prints off of the table from dinner. There is never enough time to get done the things I should be doing (my floors are disgusting!), let alone do the things I want to be doing.
At the beginning of this year I set some personal goals for myself and one of them had to do with reading. In my Spring Soul Season list I included 'read two books.' I've been making a point to read almost daily. Never much, usually just a chapter here, a few pages there, most often before bed. I forgot how much I love this past time. How much I need this past time, this escape. In May some friends and I started a book club and I'm happy to say I read both of those books I set out to finish this spring.
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Our first book club book was Sing You Home by Jodi Picoult. I've only read one other Picoult book so I was looking forward to this. Overall I liked the story; I was chugging through it because I wanted to know how things would play out. But I didn't have a great connection with the characters and didn't "feel" a lot of the relationships. Among our book club ladies I think I can safely say we all thought it was a bit lacking and felt a bit forced. I originally gave it four stars on Goodreads but just changed it to three. I'd still read another by this author, but I didn't love this.
I'm currently reading Mudbound by Hillary Jordan and I have a number of books in my "to-read" pile. It feels good to reclaim this hobby.
P.S. I'd take any and all reading suggestions!