I don’t know about you, but I cannot wait for this election to be over. The amount of toxicity is overwhelming and polluting every aspect of our lives. It seems like no safe havens exist. I’ve even DNFed two books, not because they were bad, but the jerk-like characters and circumstances felt too real to be entertainment. Books are my happy place and the fact I find little pleasure in reading these days makes Tanya grumpy. And no one wants to deal with a crappy Tanya, especially me. 😀
Guilty pleasures, also known as our little, naughty secrets that we hide from the world because they either embarrass us or we get a little buzz from doing them. We all have a few and today I’m sharing mine, inspired by my friend, Kathy. To be quite honest, it took me awhile to come up with mine. My life is rather dull. I don’t harbor dark secrets or live a second, hidden life. But there are a few things that I don’t openly share because … well, I feel a little foolish about most of them. Like really, Tanya? You love/do that? Yup. Yes, I do.
It’s time for my favorite monthly post: book reviews! This month I read my weight in books. Seriously. I was dealing with allergy issues and the blahs, so I spent most of my time sneezing and reading books. Even better, no book earned the dreaded loathe title, with many instead earning the coveted love title. This makes me so happy. We give hours of our lives to reading and it only seems fair that they spin a worthy yarn.
I’m not going to lie, folks. September was somewhat of a meh month for me. Nothing bad or awful has happened. It just was — meh. Previously, I might have sunk into the meh for a long period, but I’m getting better at recognizing when it happens and pulling myself out, eventually. One way I do that is through gratitude and appreciating all the blessings in my life, so today I’m giving thanks for my favorite season: glorious Fall.
Some people collect various tchotchkes or shoes or purses or cats to create happiness. While I would collect cats, I refuse to become a cliche, so instead I collect inspirational sayings to motivate me to live my best life. It’s a lot of pressure on a phrase or sentence or two. 🙂 And yet, words are strong. Inhumanely strong. Ugly words, even those said long ago, grow roots inside of us that seep into our thoughts and unconsciously direct our decisions and beliefs. To help me deal with those roots, I use inspirational quotes to rewire my brain and help me find my way back to happiness.
After seeing a couple of my friends, Kristen, Jenn and Erin, participate in this very fun Book Olympics, I knew I had to join in too. Now to be quite honest, I didn’t watch the Olympics, which sounds awful and unpatriotic. But I’m not a sports fan, whether it’s the Olympics, professional or little kids running around. Sports, ain’t my thang. But reading is. And I feel very confident that I would be a contender if reading was an Olympic sport.