|Maybe next year: borscht.|
You may recall that I tried to plant my little gardenette, as we used to do in southern Ontario, here in northern Vancouver Island. I was not successful.
The area we cleared became well grown over with weeds, and that was fine for now.
Months later, to my surprise, I spotted some red stalks among the green. Beets! One beet plant survived and grew. I harvested one tiny beet.
While I was showing the beet to Allan, he spotted a tomato plant growing amid the ruin. This gives me hope! As baseball fans have said for generations: wait 'til next year!
I began piano lessons in March 2020, right after the covid shutdown went into effect. I practiced diligently and consistently for 16 months. As long as I was learning and making progress, no matter how small (and progress was only small), I enjoyed it.
[Piano posts: why it is interesting and significant that i own a piano, in which i begin re-learning how to play piano, using pianote, reflections on a year of piano lessons by a dedicated (and untalented) student.]
Learning is full of frustration. I know that. But in this, I must ask if I've reached the limits of my ability. No matter how much I practiced or what I tried, I was no longer advancing. And because I was no longer advancing, piano went from a difficult but satisfying challenge, to pure frustration.
In June of this year, I started practicing less, and by July, stopped altogether.
First I took a little time off, then weeks stretched into months... and I stopped. This winter, I'm going back to jigsaw puzzles.
I have a lifetime membership to Pianote, so I can return anytime. We'll see.
My games addiction is back, big-time
I love games. For me, games of all types are completely addictive. Once I start playing a game I like, time disappears. I always have to drag myself away.
In my 20s and 30s, I thought that any time I spent playing games was a total waste. I was freelancing, and maintaining discipline was very important. I used to say I had to be busy at all times to justify my existence, and I was only partly joking. Games were an addiction to be avoided.
After being diagnosed with fibromyalgia (after seven years of misdiagnosis), I gradually came to understand the need for downtime, and built it into my life. I also started recognizing the value of giving myself space for whatever I wanted to do -- without the need to justify it. So here I am.
I'm not a gamer. I don't go anywhere near videogames. Not because I think they're evil or a waste of time, but because it's a door I don't dare open. My brief experiences with videogames led me to believe that if I had a proper game system, I'd never watch a movie or a series again. My series/movie time is relaxing and restorative in a way that videogames wouldn't be. So I don't allow myself to go there.
When I began piano lessons, I dropped puzzles, feeling that I don't have time for both. So now, it's back to puzzles. Jigsaw puzzles might drag me away from my phone games.
Ah, too bad you live so far because I also would love a game night and live with someone who doesn't play games. He actually likes Monopoly, but that's not much fun for for two people. I mostly love word games like Scrabble. And I do crosswords, acrostics, all the Sunday NYT puzzles, Spelling Bee, and so on.
This summer my grandsons got me hooked on jigsaw puzzles. I'd never done them before (or not since I was a kid). Actually they got me started and then abandoned it while I was unable to do anything else if I was in the house. It was a 1000 piece one. I am afraid to get another because I know how addictive (and fun and relaxing) it was.
And I know I've shared how I thought I could start over with the piano, but also ended up giving up.
So maybe we share some DNA? LOL!
Game night together would be awesome! Stupid big continent. ;)
When I was growing up, we frequently had a puzzle going on the dining room table. I hadn't done any since then, until one of our JoS friends sent me two in the mail. I find it so relaxing and absorbing -- mentally relaxing, even though it's challenging.
If we do share DNA, you will be the one to find out! :)
Yep! I recently learned by a fluke that a woman I've been friends with for almost forty years shares a cousin with me---she being related to his father, me to his mother. So you never do know!
(Speaking of JOS, my long dormant baseball passion has been stirred by the idea of a wild card game between the NYY and the Sox. But I think I will still avoid watching the game.)
Same! But I'm not avoiding. :)
I watched the final game of the season -- only the 3rd game I've seen this year. I'm excited for the WC game. My nominal NL team is also playing a WC game against their fiercest rivals, so I have an eye on that too.
Also very cool genealogy coincidence!
You know why I am avoiding it, and it has nothing to do with lack of interest in the game.
Of course! I understood. :)
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