I finished The Handmaid’s Tale last night. It continued to be absolutely gripping to the very end. I’m not a big fan of ending —there’s no resolution to anything. But I suppose with the setting and the plot of the novel, it’s an appropriate ending. In the alternative world that Margaret Atwood creates, the nature of life is that there really isn’t much change. Still, Ofwarren is a sympathetic enough character that the reader is rooting for her to “overcome the odds” and to find a rich and meaningful life.
Woke up clear headed and rested for the first time in a long time. Went for a four mile run yesterday. Although it was really slow, it felt good to get out, and it appears that it helped me sleep last night and put some pep in my step for today. I woke up at 5:30 for the second day in a row. Yesterday, it was so I could do some Latin translation to prep for Latin III. Today, it’s to be selfish with my time. To take time to think, to pray, to write, time that no one is asking or expecting anything of me.
Hopefully today, I’ll feel a bit more connected with my classes than yesterday. For the entire day, I felt like Robo Teacher. I went over the material scheduled for the day and made appropriate disciplinary interactions, but for some reason, felt no connection with my students. Hopefully, it was the lingering effects of the sickness and the cold medicine and today, I’ll do a better job in connecting with them. I really dislike feeling that way, and more so when it’s for all my classes.
I completed eight books in the month of January, which is abut three more than I had planned for. I’m on pace to complete 96 for the year. With summer and breaks in the mix, I should be able to finish 100 if I continue with my present efforts. A shoutout to Book Oblivion for the 100 books per year suggestion. I thought I was doing well to aim for 52 — a book per week, but it may be possible to double that. Challenge accepted!