Confession about Reading
I love to read. That's not a confession, I know....
But here's the thing... even if it's a BAD book, I have to finish the story, because I have to know what's going on. Because I know that about me, I've become a little more particular about what book I start :)
So, I've read some really good books, which is great! But... bad. Because when I say, I have to know how the story ends, I mean... like SOON! I will read through the night and into the morning without stopping. And if an over-nighter didn't get me to the end, I'll read in the morning, go to work, come home for lunch and read some more, go back to work, come home and read, read, read.
That's bad. Because my husband every now and then feels neglected. I have to space out my readings. Lol.
But here's the thing... even if it's a BAD book, I have to finish the story, because I have to know what's going on. Because I know that about me, I've become a little more particular about what book I start :)
So, I've read some really good books, which is great! But... bad. Because when I say, I have to know how the story ends, I mean... like SOON! I will read through the night and into the morning without stopping. And if an over-nighter didn't get me to the end, I'll read in the morning, go to work, come home for lunch and read some more, go back to work, come home and read, read, read.
That's bad. Because my husband every now and then feels neglected. I have to space out my readings. Lol.
Then again.. if I'm reading Romance.. my husband really likes that *wink*
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I get a tap on the cover of my book when I've been engrossed for far too long. That's the code. Yes, it happens to frequent that we've established a non verbal cue to, "Hey, pay attention to me." LOL!!
Happy Thanksgiving Aleta and Greg. And p.s. I'm BAAAAAAAACCKK!!