So nice to see this thread up and running again. Thank you Katherine and WM. I was actually thinking of posting earlier, but you both beat me to it!
Glad to hear that your version of solitaire is computer-based, Katherine. Mine is, too, and I take great pleasure, like you, in beating that infernal machine!
I'm sadly missing one key element of fun right now. My local library is out of commission - the boiler burst and the ensuing flood closed that branch for the forseeable future. The staff have moved to another location which is only accessible to me by Wheel Trans. Not good! I never know how much time I'll spend in the library. Could be five minutes or five hours. I like to read the newspapers I don't subscribe to, check out all the new books and generally just chill. The head librarian usually drops by for a chat and I even see neighbours there. So it can be a community occasion for me. I'm re-reading old favourites from my own little library. I seem to gravitate towards English authors when times are tough. But am very eclectic in my tastes otherwise. Novels. mysteries, biographies, autobiographies, anything on the amazing plasticity of the brain. Norman Doig, who wrote "The brain that heals itself" has written another book on the same topic, which was published recently. Can't wait to read that.
But there's a certain pleasure in re-reading old favourites. That's as comfortable and comforting as catching up with an old friend.
Oh, here's a silly thing: I joined a singing class yesterday! Haven't sung in years, although I studied "voice" in school in England. The class is actually a group of about 10 women. It's held at a community centre close to me. I quite enjoyed the experience. It was led by a man from my co-op who is a talented pianist and has a wonderful voice. Just as well. Someone had to! The rest of us just passed muster! I couldn't decide what key I needed to sing in, and the others weren't much better. But singing is a joyous thing, so I'll probably continue.
Another thing I enjoy doing is crossword puzzles. I do one each night before I go to sleep. It takes my mind off the fact that Karl is no longer in my bed. His bed is several miles away. I do word finds, jumbles and regular crosswords. Could never figure out acrostics and sudoku is foreign territory I definitely don't want to explore. That's what math phobia does for you!
Just started a few sessions of physiotherapy. If tying your body up in knots is your idea of fun, you're probably right! Muscles I didn't know existed 10 days ago are now making their presence felt. Each time my torturer visits, he adds exercises and increases my pain. I jest! Yes, I'm sore, but my legs, particularly the bad one, feel stronger already and I definitely have more energy. Yesterday he started had me using a long, elasticized rope, which I to pull in various directions in hopes of strengthening my arms. I look like a monkey making vaguely obscene gestures!
Enough already! Time for bed. But I'm looking forward to hearing from a few lurkers. Come share with us. We know you're there and would love to cyber chat with you.
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