After yesterday's botched attempt (read: EpicFail) at becoming more technology friendly, I had a bit of an ego bruising. In fact, I have resolved to brush it off and accept that I will never be--nor do I ever plan to take lessons to formally become--tech friendly. Paper appeals to me more than computer screen, pen more than mouse or keyboard. The turning of a page will always be more gratifying to me than the soft click of a Kindle's buttons.
Last night, I had literature class. I read all four stories and, happily, I felt like I understood many of the themes presented therein. Kafka and Borges are hard to read. One of the stories, "The Theologians," I found very dense and difficult. I felt like I was missing too many subtleties because I wasn't understanding the references in the story to other works. Then, come to find out in class, Borges liked to make up works so that he could reference them, summarize them briefly, and play off their "themes" to make some kind of point. I wasn't missing anything at all, I was just getting hung up on my feelings of inferiority.
Still, when we discussed the stories in class, I felt like I was really extrapolating a lot from the stories that no one else mentioned. In "The Secret Miracle," it opens up talking about a game of chess. I focused a lot on that. Chess is a game of strategy. The character we focus on seems to be a pawn in the Germans' strategy for Prague. In fact, we are told that he is to be killed to set an example for others. The chess thing seemed so important to me, but no one else even mentioned it. Even the instructors didn't bring it up. Now I feel, more than ever, like I'm grasping at straws.
Perhaps I spend too much time and energy focusing on the minutiae to really see the larger pictures. And people think I should be an English major! HA!
Thus was how I returned home last night. Disappointed in myself. Irritated. Feeling like I was really blind to the bigger picture. I was, thankfully, saved by the arrival of our new bed. It had come during the day and was set up by the men who delivered it. All we had to do was toss on a sheet and go! Our lives were made even easier by the fact that, before arriving home, we stopped and got McDonald's. Not healthy, I know, but we needed something fast and easy. At 9 PM in the Swanton/Delta area, it's McDonald's or Wendy's, and we are sick of Wendy's. There was also Subway, but we eat far too much of that at school to ever want it outside of the Owens Community College campus.
I have to say that the bed was quite comfortable. It's probably the best money I've ever spent. Granted, it takes up over 1/4 of our room, but the loss in space was worth the gain in comfort. I have never sat still for so long in all of my life. I had a very restful sleep, which is a brand new experience again considering that we had our old bed for so long. This bed is quiet and firm but soft--something like a marshmallow. It's squishy to a point, but not unnaturally squishy. Our old bed was creaky, saggy, and got kind of lumpy towards the end there. It was a good mattress while it lasted. We had some good times, but this upgrade was amazing. I've never before bought anything so thoroughly worth every penny. And when you stop to consider that the total cost of this purchase adds up to 141212 pennies, that's a lot of value.
My husband tells me that I spent the entirety of last night snoring my face off. I hope he's right. I got some quality sleep! I haven't slept so well in quite some time, especially not since we'd gotten rid of our box spring on the old mattress and opted to just sleep on the floor. Sleeping is a luxury, the enjoyment of which I have not been afforded in quite some time. I was really grateful last night and really reluctant to get up this morning.
If only I were back in that bed of mine right now...
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