On Being a Princess
It's two weeks since I had surgery, two weeks of being a princess with my every wish taken care of...nothing to do but relax and recover. To occupy my brain I've been into a "book a day." But I've not been in the mood for intellectually challenging books so I've read a lot of "girl meets guy" stuff in various venues. But that grows old and I was happy to tackle The Birdcage by Marcia Willett. The setting is England and although it's still boy meets girl the language is lovely. I was really lost in this book all day Sunday.
Being lost in books I don't think about what's for dinner, floors need vacuuming, bathroom needs cleaning, lamps need dusting. Jim does all these things very willingly but needs to be reminded on occasion. Yesterday he went shopping for dinner stuff and was going to bring home a deli meatloaf. Instead, he got a pound of dover sole. Now what do we do with that. It seemed too hard to describe to him how to cook that so I took off my crown and sauteed it up with butter, lemon and capers. Jim added a homemade Ceasar Salad and specialty bread dipped in olive oil. A pretty good meal.
Today I'll probably dive into another book. If I don't have something to occupy my brain I quickly sink into worry-wart mode. Believe me there's enough out there to worry about and if there's not I'm pretty good at making up scenarios. I have to keep telling myself that worry is a useless emotion...unless I can do something about it and usually I can't. Anyway....I'm still a princess for a few more days and a princess should not have to worry :)