I should know myself better. The second I have a goal that I'm pretty sure is too lofty, I freeze up and all my plans go down the crapper. My ambitious (for me) reading plan this last week proved to be one of those too lofty goals. I have made some progress, but not near as much as I'd like. And then I just kind of stopped reading. After the crash-and-burn, and a difficult weekend with the kids (made worse by the rain), we decided we needed a break. Luckily, my parents and brother had yesterday and today off, so we made a last minute trip to Carmel Valley. It was heavenly, and now I'm psyching myself up for a week of not-so-lofty goals, but regular and consistent work.
I'm moving back and forth between the collection of Elizabeth I's writing (it's chronological, and I'm currently reading speeches made around her ascension) and sections in Women in Early Modern England. I'll also probably squeeze in The Countess of Lincoln's Nursery (a treatise on breastfeeding) when I get bored of Elizabeth.
Here's to good progress, good books, and good wine.
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Cheers to that! And cheers to climbing back on board the research wagon after falling off the back end.
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