One Foot In The Grave, but I’m still reading

Last weekend, I joined the “My Own Books Reading Challenge,” which started Friday, which I also happened to have off from work, and ends May 15. So….I read and finished my first of 10 books that I selected for the challenge. The book was Midnight at the Bright Ideas Bookstore by Matthew J. Sullivan and while it wasn’t as good as my first seven books read this year, it still was a pretty good mystery by a first-time novelist, who is an award-winning short story writer. I’d be interested in seeing his next work.

My next book for the challenge is The Uninvited by Dorothy Macardle, which my friend John highly recommended. After that, I have six others that I mentioned last week and two others: Leaving Church: A Memoir of Faith by Barbara Brown Taylor, which I’m reading every Sunday during Lent, and Now and Then: The Poet’s Choice Columns, 1997-2000, by Robert Hass. I am planning to read those two periodically over the next two months. I did start on Leaving Church, but as I’m only two chapters into it, I can’t tell you much about it yet. I haven’t delved into the Hass book yet, but might do that this afternoon, I’m thinking.

Besides reading, I’ve been watching One Foot in the Grave on Britbox. The TV show, which aired mostly in the 1990s, is a British comedy about a man who is forced to take early retirement at age 60 and thinks his life is over. I find it kind of funny that I am discovering this right before I am turning 50 and feel a little (okay, a lot) like Melissa Firman, another Sunday Saloner, who wrote how she feels about turning 50 this year that ti-i-i-ime is (not really) on my side. My sister thinks I’m being dramatic about it, and to a certain degree, she is right, but I also understand and empathize with what Melissa says in her blog post.

Last weekend I also received a lot of feedback and comments on my decision not to read one book for the challenge and read another instead. To see what prompted the discussion, scroll down to the end of the original post and then read the comments, if you want. I always encourage comments and do my best to respond to each and every comment. When you sign in, leave a link to your blog or edit it so there is a link and I will visit your blog if I don’t already have your blog in my feed reader.

In other blog-related news, I updated my theme so if you are visiting from a feed reader, come visit my blog on a browser on your desktop, laptop or mobile device. I used a photo from a vacation to the Bahamas (our only vacation to the Bahamas) in 2006 for the header as I did with my old Facebook page. I think with that, I’ll leave you, thinking warm, happy thoughts of being on a beach in the Caribbean (which I just learned I didn’t know how to spell).

So how was your week? Reading, watching, listening to anything good? Share that and any thoughts on this post in the comments and if you have a blog, share your link to the linkup for the Sunday Salon over on the group administrator’s blog. If you wish to also post a link at Facebook, you can also do that.

38 thoughts on “One Foot In The Grave, but I’m still reading

  1. As 50 approached I felt kind of off but the day that it happened I really couldn’t care less. I did get an AARP membership offer in the mail though which added insult to injury. I will be 51 in September and honestly, I am over it. No biggie at all. I had maybe three days of wallowing.


  2. You are off and running on the challenge. way to go! I have only read 50 pages on my first book. Eek!


  3. Hi Brian. I’m stopping by from the Sunday Salon linkup on Deb’s blog. The My Own Books Reading Challenge sounds like a great idea. My tbr pile is out of control, but it didn’t stop me from bringing 5 books home from the library. Hope to choose one to start tonight. I recently turned 60 and it wasn’t as big a deal as I thought it would be… 50 was actually harder. As it turned out, my 50s were a lot better than my 40s… and I’m planning on things getting even better for my 60s! Hope you have a great week.
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  4. Blah, blah. Drama. Blah. Drama. Blah. Just kidding. I didn’t say you were over dramatic. You are but I didn’t say it. 😉 you know I only say it because I am and I don’t want us both to be it at the same time

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  5. I turned 57 at the end of January and although my fifties have had significant ups and downs, especially in relation to my health I love being in my fifties and not really caring very much what anyone outside a close circle of friends and family thinks about me. It probably helps that I took early retirement in 2017 and that my husband is 11 years older than me. You’re going to be fine!

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  6. I love that the Sunday Salon is bringing me to new blogs. I am also doing Anne’s Read My Own Books challenge and posted that review yesterday (Daughters of Moloka’i). Have a great week!


  7. I remember One Foot in The Grave from when I was a kid… Good ol’ Victor Meldrew.
    I’m doing a similar reading challenge to the ‘My Own Books’ one called Beat The Backlist. It’s fun prioritising the books you already own – but haven’t read – over the newer ones sometimes. 🙂

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  8. I’m glad to know you were watching One Foot in the Grave and aren’t actually headed there yourself. I need to challenge myself to read my own books but first I must challenge myself to weed some out. I hope to do that today so I can take some to my 91 year old aunt when I visit her later in the week – she belongs to 3 book clubs!


  9. Congratulations on finishing your first book for the My Own Books Reading Challenge. I have finished mine, too, but I haven’t written my review yet, so I’m not counting it yet. As usual I stacked the deck by choosing books for my list of ten that I was already reading. I think it’s okay to do that, as I set aside my library books I’d planned to read. In any case, I’m a grownup and I do what I want. (Sometimes I have to remind myself of this.)

    I wasn’t a fan of my forties, which I remember mostly as years of personal decline combined with a heavy dose of teenage drama. My fifties were different. I felt more daring, more “who-cares,” and I jumped in, rather late, and became a school librarian. I felt I could be true to myself rather than simply going along with what others did or told me to do. Studies show that happiness goes up in one’s fifties, too, so I think it isn’t just me.

    I have a copy of Leaving Church here that I should have put on my list of My Own Books. Maybe soon, anyway.


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