This week has been utterly exhausting, but I managed to complete all my tasks a day ahead of schedule, proving once again to myself that I'm really more of the short sharp burst of energy and creativity person than the carefully methodic planner who's got it all worked out before they begin and therefore don't have to run themselves ragged trying to finish on time.
In the chaos of the new product introduction, however, I did find the time to read a novel. This is hardly surprising, as I'm always reading; I'm one of those girls who always carry a book with them wherever they go, but this one was slightly different from the majority of the books I read in that I literally couldn't put it down and therefore finished it in no time, or just a little over 5 hours. The story was a what-if, an imagined exploration of what Peter van Pels's life might have been, could have been like if he'd survived the war and the concentration camp and emigrated to America. Peter van Pels, of course, is the boy who in Anne Frank's diary is referred to as Peter van Daan, the boy who with his parents and one other man went into hiding with the Franks. If you ever get the chance to pick up a copy of The Boy Who Loved Anne Frank by Ellen Feldman, pick it up and read it.
I also managed to see A History Of Violence, which all the critics raved about and which sounded like a good film a little while ago. And it was a good film, although at the end of it, I had to admit that really, the plot raises more questions than it answers.
Of course, with me being in Belgium for the next two days means I won't see Doctor Who tomorrow, but I'm strangely okay with that. Somehow, this present series, and the present Doctor, can't get me as excited as the last one, and not even the promise of ASH and Sarah Jane Smith can alter that.