Today was a pretty tough day. Our family is on the cusp of a huge change, one that is not really desired but we may not have a choice in the matter. It is very frustrating and brings a lot of emotions out in me that just make me want to scream at everything that crossing my path. The worst part is that we wont know if this change will occur, until it occurs, which makes it impossible to truly prepare for. So I will be pretty stressed for a while I think. So far this year has been the bringer of bad news. I don't usually think those things, or say them, but I feel like it has become appropriate. I do, however, have a part of me (only a part of me) that believes that it is just a higher power, or the world shifting us to a better place. The other part of me is well aware that the world doesn't always work that way and has me terrified of what might come. To top it all off, my hand-washing is picking up again, which is a symptom that gradually sneaks in to alert me that my OCD is running amuck and on it's way to a more severe place. Lately I wash my hands then turn to leave the bathroom only to catch a glimpse of the bathroom garbage in my vision, instantly connecting it to my hands so that I have to turn back around and wash them... again. It is frustrating, and my poor skin gets the brunt of it.
So, after our family had a bit of a meeting to attend to bright and early this morning, delivering news that left me dragging my feet, we ate lunch at Noodles & Company for the first time ever. We discovered they had gluten free pasta, meaning they had food for my oldest daughter and we were anxious to check it out. Everyone enjoyed their meal, mine being some delicious chicken noodle soup. Then we stopped at our tiny bookstore to look around. I specifically wanted to look for a couple of books I decided I wanted to read, but neither books were available.
So I decided on a used copy of The Two Princesses of Bamarre by Gail Carson Levine. I am trying to get myself back into reading more, enjoying reading more, so I have been on the search for some random books that strike my fancy. Once I got home and into some comfy warm pajamas, to counteract the freezing cold weather, I sat down with some hot Raspberry Zinger tea and my new book. I love the plot of the book (from what I read on the back), but so far I am not too impressed. I know a lot of people love Gail Carson Levine, and I have never read any of her books before, but I am not 100% loving her writing style. So far it seems very disjointed for me. There will be a paragraph or two that are nicely written that I like, then all of a sudden many short sentences that seem geared for much younger readers. It is almost like she couldn't decide who she was writing for? I don't get it. I am still really early on in the book, and I am already feeling like they gave away too much on the back of the book. I have just been reading along (four chapters already), knowing what is going to be happening to start off a journey within the book, and I really think it would have been more fun if I hadn't already known. It is taking much too long to get to that event that it should have been left as a surprise to the reader. I am curious about this magnificent journey filled with magic and dragons, so I will continue on reading, at least until my Divergent series arrives in the mail (Friday hopefully!). It was a fun cheer-me-up moment, looking through the bookstore to find something and snuggling up on the couch with a new book. I will enjoy a bit more of it later tonight as well. My fingers are crossed that the story will pick up and make up for the strange writing style and the beginning events being given away in the description on the back of the book.