General life update
I almost never comment on it when I'm sleeping well, and I regularly comment on it when I'm not, which gives people the impression that I never sleep well.
And it's relatively rare that I do. But this past week, sleeping on a lumpy futon in Bh & S's computer room (right next to the kitchen, which everyone in the family goes in and out of in the morning on the way to work/school), I've slept more and better than I have in the past several weeks at home.
I think I've had at least seven hours of deep and near-uninterrupted sleep a night since I got here on Monday. Sometimes more. And I've taken a couple of one- to two-hour unintentional naps in the afternoons, too.
No idea why it would be this way, but I sure ain't complaining. Sleep good. What would be really cool is if this continues after I get home.
I've been doing some lazing around, some submission-reading, some editing-type stuff. While trying to avoid important tasks the other day, I ended up reading the first 60 pages of the first Left Behind book, which was surprisingly smooth; like the Harry Potter books, it was easier to keep reading than to put the book down. The flawed-good-guy characters (the ones who were Left Behind) weren't the caricatures I expected. A bunch of the worldbuilding was handwavey and goofy, but not much more so than in some science fiction novels. I doubt I'll keep reading—I don't have time to read all the things I actually want to read—but kind of fun.
Other than that, mostly hanging out with friends. Various Bostonians are having a rough time in a variety of ways, unfortunately (including, ironically, several of them not sleeping well lately; I hope I'm not stealing their sleep). Still, I'm glad to see them.
Today, Otavia and I went to the Museum of Fine Arts (right near where F&E used to live, making me wish again that they were around so I could see them) and saw the Art Deco exhibit. Good stuff; I liked it enough that I bought the accompanying $40 paperbound coffee-table book.
This evening, we wandered over to the beginner-friendly English dancing group that Otavia helped start a while back. I was a little hesitant—I've been told various dances were "beginner-friendly" before, only to find that that meant the caller would rapidly talk the group through one or two dances instead of just leaving them to their own devices. But these were mostly (or seemed to me, anyway) relatively straightforward dances, and the caller was reasonably good about actually teaching things in a way that I found accessible (which is mighty rare), and there were half a dozen people I knew there (including one or two I hadn't seen in years), and I had a good time. A couple of people nicely asked me to dance, and I even got to waltz with psocoptera at the end (thanks again!) even after I warned her that my waltzing was rusty. Been years since I've waltzed, but I do enjoy it.
Ice cream afterward, and chatting, and looking over the art deco book. Then a little celebrity poker on TV, and now it's time for me to go sleep. Which I guess is where this entry started.