I need a break. There is so much going on in the world that just my routine is starting to tire me out. A vacation would be nice. But maybe there’s an alternative—something undemanding that would keep my mind busy and challenged without feeling like work would be nice.
A friend sent me a puzzle for Christmas—a great gift. Just seeing it in its box made me happy.
Puzzles, bring back memories of being on vacation and everyone huddled around the floor or table looking at hundreds of pieces trying to place them in the right spot. It was always fun, distracting, and spelled vacation. Something I need right now. Isolation needs a distraction and a puzzle seems perfect.
I spill out all those wonderful pieces on our table and start. Five minutes here and there and the edge is complete.
There is something about a puzzle that is addictive. When the workday is finished it seems to call to us. Mark and I find ourselves sitting around the table gazing down and trying to create order out of the pieces.
We are working on a map of New York City.
It gets a bit competitive, but it’s satisfying fitting those pieces together—especially that illusive piece that I’m certain they forgot to put into the box, or maybe the dog ate it, because I’ve looked at every other piece in front of me at least 200 times . . . and then it appears, a little like that missing sock the dryer gobbles up, except the sock never seems to reappear.
And you know what, it’s fun.
With the puzzle close to completion, my anxiety level begins to rise—I’m not ready to go back to playing solitaire. So I do the logical thing: search the internet for another puzzle and order it.
Since I’m obsessed with food, you guessed it, I ordered a food puzzle.
Here are some ideas in case you need a bit of a distraction too.
And if you need a little reminder of months past—this is the perfect puzzle for you.
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