Get to Know Me Monday – No. 2

Distractions!

Ah yes, distractions. The bane of the reader. The enemy of the bibliophile. The arch-nemesis of the bookworm! Finding time to read can be challenging. Staying focused on a book in this digital era can be nigh impossible.

When I was a youngster the internet didn’t exist. Smartphones? Please. I don’t think we owned a cordless phone until I was in high school. (Am I dating myself? Fine by me.) Reading time was quiet and easy. All I needed was a book and a space. My favorite spot was by the water. I’d grab a book, a towel, and a pair of sunglasses. It was nothing to spend a whole day on the dock reading my little heart out.

How times have changed! There were obvious adjustments – I became an adult with all of the complications that are involved in doing so. There are things I didn’t expect – my attention span has decreased as I’ve gotten deeper into my 40s. What a fun discovery that has been.

The distractions that get to me, in no particular order are:

  1. Phone – they are made to be addictive. I’m not immune to those little bursts of dopamine.
  2. Netflix (Hulu, CBS All Access, Prime) – Television is delightful. It’s another way to shove more stories into my head.
  3. Age – I mentioned my attention span above. Let me also warn you about how sore a body can become while hanging out in the same position for too long. Enjoy those young joints, kids.
  4. Interruptions – Another thing I’ve learned about aging is that it’s harder to get back to your book when you’ve been interrupted. If I’m asked a question it takes longer to get back into that good reading zone than it used to.
  5. Noises – Thank goodness for fans and/or white noise machines. If I don’t have something to block out ambient noise it’s all over.

I hope you’ll share some of your distractions with me in the comments! More importantly, I’d be thrilled if you’d post some of your solutions! Please?

Get to Know Me Monday- No. 1

Let’s start a little something here! I believe that starting a blog series will help me stay accountable & fresh. This might be bookish at times, it might not. Since I’ve started blogging again I’ve taken a loosey goosey approach that suits me just fine. Hopefully this turns into a regular thing? Maybe it evolves into something else? Let’s just see what happens.

For this first Get to Know Me Monday I’d like to talk briefly about the starring characters in my day to day life. They have been mentioned here, and they will be again. Now you’ll know who I’m talking about!

First up is my number one UPS man and husband, Mike. We’ve been together since 1994. I can’t tell you how many years that is because he does the math in this relationship, and he’s in a different room. I know that it’s been many years, and I know that he’s still the one.

Our oldest, Danielle, lives an hour north of us with our son-in-law Tyler. They are the parents of our grandson Foster, which makes this my favorite family on the planet. Danielle is a stay-at-home mom who will be starting school this fall (Human Services, just like her mum). Tyler is a professional cook in fine dining. Foster’s job is to be adorable, and he is mighty good at it. (Amazing parents, for real!)

Carter is our middle kid, and only son. He lives an hour south of us with a pile of roommates/best friends. He’s just graduated college with a degree in Criminal Justice, and is heading to the Law Enforcement Academy today. He’s been a very busy guy for the last bunch of years, and it’s all coming to fruition for him soon.

At last, our youngest daughter, Avery. She lives 2 hours south of us. She’s gearing up for her junior year of college to start in the fall (Pre-Law Political Science major with a Women’s, Gender, and Sexuality Studies minor). She might not like when I brag about her, but you’ll be voting her into office one day.

As you can see they’ve all ditched their old folks to spread their wings, and I don’t blame them one bit. It’s been gratifying to watch them choose to be helpers, each one of them. They are all working so hard to create lives of purpose. I’m stupid with pride. It’s ridiculous.