Yesterday was a good day, even though it didn't turn out the way I intended.
Last week, by chance, I became re-acquainted with an "old love" when I accidentally swiped open a book on my Kindle and decided to re-read it.
I never re-read books, but I'd just finished Bob Woodward's new book, it was late in the day, and I was swiping to see if there was a book I hadn't read (sometimes I download several at a time and forget about one or more of them). I opened The Rule of Four by accident. (This happens a lot and explains how new, unread books can get buried beneath old ones.) Anyway . . . .
It's been 20 years since I read The Rule of Four. I'd remembered it being vaguely strange and a little creepy in ways but couldn't remember why, so I read a little bit of it, and came across the mention of an old book, written in 1499. (Not even going to TRY to spell the title here, since I can't even pronounce it.)
This is what kept me up too late this week.
The Husband had an event to attend yesterday. I begged off. My plan was to be home alone and find that 1499 book.
When I found it, I was flung back in time, a little less than 20 years ago, when I became fixated on an "armchair treasure hunt." My heart raced a little. I'd spent years (and a whole lot of money) pursuing answers I never found. Could this be it???
Sometime during the morning, I called my sister, and we made plans to hang out with our brother that afternoon. Not long after that conversation, my BFF called, and we yapped until it was time for me to hit the road to my brother's house. I'd barely glimpsed 1499 all morning.
When I came home from my brother's house, The Grandson was here. I hadn't seen him for weeks. He was filthy, and shaggy as a poodle. He had been helping his dad re-assemble a motor, and he stank of burnt motor oil and gas. I made him bend down so I could kiss his nasty face. :-*
When everyone went home and it got quiet, I went back to Mr. 1499.
It was a good day. :)
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