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Wednesday, May 5, 2010

When You've Got to Do What You've Got to Do

Yesterday afternoon I had a to do list.  Like every other day.

After the piano lesson run and mailing packages at the post office, my plan was to:

-organize the pictures I am going to order from Costco before my coupon expires

-finish refinishing the Finnish shelf I bought for our bathroom (it's not really Finnish, I just thought that would contribute to the sentence)

-clean the computer desk in the school room

-put away all the sundry items on the dresser in our bedroom

-exercise

-correct schoolwork and prepare school for tomorrow

-help Mark practice the piano

-fold the laundry

Here's what I did instead:

I read Catching Fire (The Second Book of the Hunger Games).  All 391 pages.  In one afternoon.  It was an emergency.  I'm late arriving at The Hunger Games party.  I was scared to read them.  We read it for book club though and I have officially been swept up.

After reading all afternoon, I felt a little dizzy.  And guilty.

But the world didn't end.

And today I'll be the picture of productivity.  (I promise.)