Readathon

In the last week or so, I picked up Grisham’s The Rainmaker and was surprised that two days into it I had read one hundred pages. When? How? What did I subconsciously sacrifice to read? Everyone is fed, clothed, semi clean, and semi rested. Hmm…a few moments go by in my head, and I begin to wonder where the remote is. The house is quiet. Well, Ooda Lolly! That t.v. hasn’t been turned on in awhile, and I think that may be why I feel like I have half a brain! I don’t watch mutch t.v., but I do find myself having it on for noise and this alone distracts my brain from having free-thinking thoughts. (This is not a post subtly encouraging others to rid themselves of t.v. because I must say, I will be turning it on soon to watch Curious George and later to watch HGTV. BUT I do believe we all need quiet, brain stimulating time. For me, I need lots of it. ) Anyway, I’ve missed missed missed reading novels. I’m sure this will pass for me in time, and I will find myself missing something else. For now, I am going to read.
* In the picture above, Carsten is wearing my glasses, and God love me look how magnified his eyes are. I'm blind.