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Things read

I’ve read a whopping twelve books last year plus some poetry! That makes one book a month. I feel so ashamed of myself compared to the bloggers posting their reading summaries of 90 or 150 books.

 

What I loved

O. Wilde “Decay of Lying” (a re-read)

R. Rolland “Jean-Christophe”, I

F. Hodgson Burnett “Secret Garden”

W. B. Yeats “Adam’s Curse”

 

What I liked

F. Molnár “The Pál Street Boys”

E.T.A. Hoffmann “Golden Pot and Other Stories”

Other poems of W. B. Yeats

 

Funniest

Poetry of Catullus

 

Okay

L. Tolstoy “War and Peace”, I

E. Nesbit “The Railway Children”

S. Lagerlöf “The Wonderful Adventures of Nils Holgersson”

 

Disappointing

T. Hardy “Under the Greenwood Tree”

M. Shelley “Mathilda”

J. Fowles “The French Lieutenant’s Woman”

 

Boring

S. Lewis “Arrowsmith”

 

The good thing is that I didn’t read a single truly bad book, because boring, disappointing and bad are not the same things.

Things I’m truly proud of

A completely unorthodox list of what I’m truly proud of. Inspired by the ramblings in the previous post.

I’m proud…

 

  • for knitting my very own lace over-knee stockings, even if it took me three years (I took a break for 2 years)
  • whenever I manage to be myself in an unfamiliar social situation or with people I don’t know well
  • for taking a shy and difficult cat, having the patience to endure her first week’s antics and somehow intuitively do things right so that after a month and a half, I had melted her heart and earned her trust. She no longer hid and hissed, but purred and wanted to be stroked more often than I could manage
  • for conquering depression and overcoming other similar challenges
  • for the things I know and understand about the workings of human nature and life
  • for sewing my own pretty 19th century inspired pyjamas
  • for having the capacity to think outside the box and trying to live my life outside the social confines I don’t agree with
  • for putting together my own bike and other jobs I’ve done for the first time and not made a complete mess of
  • for the items in my wardrobe, which are ever so pretty, by far my wardrobe is prettier than most people’s, and obviously I say so myself and don’t expect others to agree
  • whenever I manage to cook something that tastes reasonably good
  • whenever I do all the pesky tasks I set out to do that day instead of procrastinating

And as a proof of how proud I am… I made pizza some weeks ago. From scratch. It didn’t turn out horrible and I was quite proud of the sauce. The dough could do with improvements, but here goes my first self-made pizza. I don’t take photos of food unless I’m proud of it, so yeah, no joke, I truly am.

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