I couldn’t be happier that this weekend has three days because I desperately need them. We have a contract on a house now, so we have to finish up a few more projects and get our house listed by the end of the week. Frazzled is probably the best description at this point.
That drifty-mind feeling has made focusing on dense nonfiction like Black Earth extremely difficult, so it’s just getting tiny bits of my attention at this point. Thankfully, Margo Jefferson’s Negroland was quick and engaging, which was exactly the type of read I needed to get me through the week. Margaret Atwood’s The Heart Goes Last seems like it will be tough to put down, so I’m hoping it will be another one that works for me.