Mr. Miyagi

Remember from the Karate Kid, when he made Daniel-san to wax on and wax off. There was a purpose. There's always a purpose. 

And I guess there's a purpose of spending my days at work to doing a similar task of clicking on and off the product I've been working on. It feels like there is no end and my right arm will die and fall off from the same repetitive movement [click, click, click]. But I through this pain and tedium, I think I've learned something about myself. 

I have to be more patient and let things happen. Don't get distracted and start something new as everything needs its time to develop. Thank you Mr. Miyagi!

So I tried to using this concept with this book I borrowed from the library.

Waiting for my connection to work, book in hand

Thought it was a good fit--knitting and a bunch characters from the club. One of those light and fun summer reads with one of my favorite past times in it.

Well, I was struggling through it. Renewed my loan twice from the library. I told myself that I was going to finish it. Then I got to page 191, they were off to Scotland to see Gran with a lot of anxiety, meltdowns and wisdom from grandma. And I started to enjoy it. Finished it last night. A bittersweet ending. There's a sequel to this. Hmmm. I don't think so. It took too long to get me liking or hating the characters. 

Now I'm on to the next book Fever by Mary Beth Keane. Not a fun summer-y book. But I love stuff like this.

So far since I started my commute I've read:

• Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern {liked}
• The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein {liked}
• The Road by Cormac McCarthy {on the fence; not a good read if you are feeling sad}

My reading list is a bit odd. Trying not to buy books. Reading what I have at home or borrowing books from the library. But I've reached and passed my goal and I guess I should reset it. How about read 9 books this year. That would really impress me. More on my knitting, baking, jamming and garden soon.