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As the month of August winds to a close, I’m once again joining Heather as she hosts her Share Four Somethings monthly link-up. We’re plugging through 2020, one month at a time. As the saying goes:

Every day may not be good, but there’s something good in every day.

Alice Morse Earle

Loved

Except for time with extended family (see “Treasured” section), work colleagues, and my bestie’s family, the Rona has done a number on my social life. Gone are our weekly trivia gatherings with neighbors. I’ve not hiked with girlfriends once this year (although the heat of the summer may be as much to blame for this one.)

One of us appears to be enjoying the azaleas on Gregory’s Bald last June more than the other.

I miss people. Specific people. Generic people. Not mean people, but most people.

We accepted dinner invitation from a client who was in town for the week. (I like to inflate my own ego and call these trophy wife dinners.) I love that so many of Jay’s former clients become repeat buyers. Even more so, I love that many become friends of ours. My soul loved (and desperately needed) the evening of laughing and conversation.


Read

After struggling a bit with my reading routine, I tried something a bit different, and so far, it’s helped! In the evenings, I don’t the energy to pick up a new book or even insert myself back into the story. I have a friend who has listened to the audio version of books while following along in print. I decided to put my own spin on this technique, and it has helped. Acquire both the audio and print versions of selected titles and bounce back and forth between them.

I started with Carl Hiaasen’s Razor Girl. He’s one of my favorite authors and all his books are pure gold. I checked out the audiobook first, then decided I would try to read the hardback from the library once the characters were solid in my brain. I’m going to try to get a few more books going this way and see if it works for different genres.

I chose the opposite route for 2 A.M. at the Cat’s Pajamas by Marie-Helene Bertino. I’ve been reading this one off and on for months. The book has a lot of characters and is written in short, choppy segments. I couldn’t focus to read the book more than 30 minutes at a time, but because I wasn’t devoting significant chunks to the book, I couldn’t get my head around what the author was trying to say. Finally, I downloaded the audiobook and listened to most of the last 100 pages (rather than reading them) to help me get through and finally just be done!

I’ve finished a combined total of 72 books so far this year, with 55 of them being print (versus audio). While I feel like I’m in a reading slump, the statistics don’t support that. I guess life is just so much of the same ole same ole these days, it’s easy to get bored.  


Treasured

Maybe I just need to copy/paste what I’ve written in previous months, but this year nothing beats time with my family. The core 8 of us, also known as the Justus League (given our origin story and family name) have been getting together since the Rona first reared its ugly head. We distanced ourselves with driveway visits at first. Living in the country and having the luxury of peeing in the fence-row is a glorious thing.

Over the summer we traveled to the beach together and have progressed to in-home visits. My parents bought a camper earlier in the year and have invited us to join them at the campgrounds where they have been spending their weekends. They also played host to the annual back-to-school party.

In addition to the Justus League fun, my mom also hosted a driveway visit for the extended family. My aunts, grandmother, and a cousin joined my sister and I as we sat in my mom’s driveway catching up. We last had a girls’ gathering at the Lauren Daigle concert in Knoxville back in February and missed the fun we have when we’re together.

Ahead

Camp Fradd’s 2020 Adventure

The countdown has begun!!