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Contrary to the norm (which I believe is a pound gained per year of age over 30) I finished the year 5 lbs lighter. While there’s satisfaction in running contrary to the herd, the urge to fit a svelt, wasp-waisted ideal remains. On the practical side of things, losing the extra weight would relieve some of the discomfort from plantar faciitis that’s been dogging me since last February.

A big benefit all round. The house looked very dated before the remodel. Everything looked tired, worn and grimey. And yech, mice had found their way into the wall space.

Now everything is clean, sleak, and polished. I feel inspired to cook rather than finding it a chore.

What Should I Do with My Life? by Po Bronson. “True story of people who answered the ultimate question”. A friend gave this to me knowing I’m looking for meaningful work. I had a few “aha” moments while reading it, but the writing at times seemed awkward. Most inspiring was the author gave up a successful Wall Steet career to follow his bliss, and with average writing skills turned out a NYT bestseller. Go figure.

The Princes of Ireland by Edward Rutherford. I’ve read earlier books by the same author many years ago, and don’t remember them being so dull and seemingly churned out. I looked forward to a quick read with a lot of easily digested historical information, but found it unsatisfying.

Quicksilver by Neal Stephenson. This is historical narrative at its best, and with a few twists to boot. I found it challenging, and was totally captivated by the writing, the story and the characters. Looking forward to The Confusion.