First, I have been over to Kristie's and I see my head is on the block again. Marg, sweets, you just outed yourself as having never read One Summer by Karen Robards either. I sense a list coming on.
My plan is to read MJD's book to ease my way back into reading - you'll see why reading is taking a backseat as you get further down the post. I then plan on reading One Summer and then *fingers crossed* one of the Kleypas titles that you all helped me with. I'm thinking Where Dreams Begin because three people mentioned it and Mailyn hated it. That there is always a reason to read a book. To figure out just where you are in the reading spectrum with others. Although Mailyn has left romance reading behind until the publishers quit sucking donkey arse.
What's weird is when someone says they need a break from romance books, I feel the need to woo them back. And yet, I have had the same thing happen to me.
Since I don't work I rarely know what today's date is. There are times I have no clue what day of the week it is. Okay, I know Saturdays and Sundays because Bob is home but half way through the week I start stumbling over whether it's Wednesday or Thursday.
Yesterday was the one year anniversary of our move to our new (old) house! *blows on a noise maker*
Yep. That there is quite a milestone except, uh, nothing much has changed in the past year. The gardens scare the living daylights out of me, most of the rooms are done in colours that induce my gag reflex and we've done nothing to make the rooms we live in the most, any different.
Wait! There is good news though.
The reno house is up for sale. Yeah, baby! The first open house is this Sunday which means that Bobby is officially back at home with me. Poor bastard ... but it's aces for me!
I'm pretty sure I mentioned somewhere on the blog that when I don't get my Bob fix I just don't feel right. I'm more anxious, can't seem to find my gumption, etc. Just knowing that our weekends will go back to normal is a huge relief. (I have to get new pictures now that the house is staged and oy, I have stories)
This next week is going to be a bruiser for me though.
My best bud whose boyfriend broke up with her shortly after she discovered her mother is terminal (&$@#$#) is going to come with her young son and stay Thursday and over to Friday. That's two full days for me and I'm not sure I'll get a nap in. Then Saturday comes at me with a triple play. I found out that my former best friend's wedding shower is from noon to 3 and my mother put her foot down and said I was going. Problem? I told my Godson that he could have a pool party at his Aunt Cindy's house and yeah, his B-day is Saturday. So they are going to have the party from 3-5:30 so that I can be there for some of it.
This would be day three without a nap.
Sunday is Father's day and Bob and I are both blessed. Bob's dad is turning 88 years old on the 17th so Sunday will be a whirlwind of visits to both father's homes which I feel bad about cause I would have liked to at least had a BBQ for my dad. Aw, well. He was very understanding but I thought I could have a BBQ this weekend only, it's now Saturday. Talk about no notice!