On June 1st, I'll be going to Cincinnati for a week on business. As usual, I've been thinking ahead to the books I would bring with me to read on the plane. I need a minimum of two books to get me through the trip. I ALWAYS bring favorite authors so I can tune out the journey.
A week ago, I purchased Charlaine Harris' From Dead to Worse and John Sandford's Phantom Prey, planning to save them for my trip. Well, I had a dental appointment a week ago. As I ran out the door that morning, I picked up the Harris book so I could have something to read in the dentist's waiting room.
You know what happened. I finished the book in two sittings that day.
But I thought, I still have the Sandford book and something new will come out between now and when I leave town. To make sure I didn't start reading it while I was at home, I put it in the car.
Yesterday was a really ugly day. I spent the whole day playing Solomon with the baby. By 4:30 I was drained. I left work early and decided to stop at the Chinese restaurant down the block from my house and have a bowl of won ton soup and an egg roll for dinner. Feeling entitled because I was so tired and cranky, I took the Sandford book into the restaurant with me.
I read half of the damn book before bedtime last night. Grrrr.
So, in fifteen days, I leave for Cincinnati. And not a book set aside for the trip. I'd welcome suggestions.