I’m reading along in a book I bought a couple of weeks ago, part one in a new paperback trilogy by one of my favorite fantasy authors (which continues the story from several other trilogies…she’s prolific) and about 100 pages from the end, the story abruptly switches from one page to the next. I stop in confusion and read back, then forward. It’s a complete jump in wording, in the middle of a sentence and in the context of the story. The page number on the left is 564. The page number on the right is…629.
AUGH!!
65 missing pages in the middle of the exciting, nearly end of a story!! I had to buy a copy on Kindle so I could read my missing pages, to the tune of another $8.99. ARGH. I wrote an email to the bookstore where I bought the paperback asking if there was any way I could bring it in and get a refund, and also warning them to check their stock so no other poor book-buyer would be disappointed but they haven’t answered me. VERY annoying! Maybe I should write a letter to the publisher, too.
I was at a 2-day course today and yesterday: Being a Leader When You’re Not a Boss. It was really informative, interesting and thought-provoking. I got a lot out of it and am glad for all the useful tips for use in an office where I’m not officially a team leader or anything but have some of that role due to my seniority and experience. And maybe some day I WILL be team leader…who knows?
I’ve officially started Christmas shopping (haha! I just wrote “chopping”, which is what it is doing to our bank account) and plan to continue tonight. I’ve got my brother’s boys done, though I still need a birthday present for little Jakob. And I’ve got my niece done as well as her birthday, and my grandmother and my mom! Of course, Martin’s birthday is in a little over a week, and I’ve got nothing… EEK!
Martin got his SAT scores back yesterday and he did fantastic! He’s in the top 13% of the scores for all the people who have taken the SAT in 2015! Good thing that SAT scores are good forever, as he’s also now decided that he wants to take a gap year. IB is enough to deal with and then his driver’s license next summer…trying to manage all the college and scholarship research and applications is making us both crazy and he thinks he’d rather work for a year and then go. I have, obviously, mixed feelings about it, but it’s his decision… so long as he actually does get a job and doesn’t sit around playing video games for a year 🙂
Yesterday, after the course let out, I went and had dinner by myself in Malmö and window-shopped a bit, and went to the bookstore that I had heard went out of business but is apparently back open and just fine, and then went to wreathmaking. I missed it last year because I was in the States, and it was as fun as ever. And now I have a big, beautiful Christmas wreath on the front door, complete with 2 little pumpkins, pussywillows and gold-tinted pine cones!
Is 8 p.m. to early to go to bed? I am SO tired. Sitting in a room all day for two days and paying attention to someone the entire time is exhausting.