21849 — zondag

I star­ted the mor­ning with book acti­vi­ties. Not rea­ding, but archi­ving. As part of my ‘migra­ti­on’ to micro.blog I’m going to enter all the books I read sin­ce approx. 2012 in the Bookshel­ves so they will appear on my site. Becau­se I only have a list in chro­no­lo­gi­cal order, but no indi­ca­ti­on at what date or in which year I finis­hed the book it will be a time-con­su­ming manu­al acti­vi­ty. But hey, it’s sum­mer vaca­ti­on and it is rai­ning, so the per­fect acti­vi­ty on a lazy Sun­day mor­ning with good com­pa­ny.

Me: Look, I have a nice litt­le chair for you with a red towel so you can sleep com­for­ta­bly whi­le I’m wor­king in my stu­dy. 
Cat: I’m fine.

At 10 AM we star­ted to pre­pa­re for the fami­ly gathering at our pla­ce later in the after­noon. We had some bela­ted bir­th­days and other high­lights to cele­bra­te and when we agreed a few weeks back to do this with us one of the main rea­sons was we have enough spa­ce out­si­de to set up a swim­ming pool for the kids (and grown ups as well). Well, we ended up insi­de due to the rain, wind and low tem­pe­ra­tur. But we had a lot of fun, good food and drinks, and deci­ded to do this soon again with bet­ter wea­ther con­di­ti­ons.

When all were gone I con­si­de­red going for a run but deci­ded to just go for a short walk and take some pic­tu­res. I mana­ged to stay dry befo­re I retur­ned home whe­re my wife com­plai­ned that after a recent upgra­de of our Heos app the sur­round sound doesn’t work any­mo­re. Only some muf­fled sound is coming from the front spea­ker. I tried eve­ry­thing but couldn’t sol­ve it. So I gave up and took a book to end the day. But alas, that was also not very rewar­ding. Time to sleep.

Cur­rent­ly rea­ding: The Hou­se­maid by Frei­da McFad­den.

This eve­ning I gave this book ano­ther try. Yes­ter­day I read the first 50 page of it and was not real­ly enthou­si­as­tic. Usu­al­ly I keep on rea­ding for at least 100 pages if I don’t real­ly like the book, just to see if my opi­ni­on beco­mes more posi­ti­ve. And in almost all cases I finish the book. That didn’t hap­pen today. The sto­ry felt so pre­dic­ta­ble, and the charac­ters were so flat and ste­reo­ty­pe that I put the book away after ano­ther 10 pages. The­re are other books wai­ting for me which I rather start/continue to read. The issue here is that the book is a gift. May­be I will try again in a few days or weeks from now.