Good Reads

I have a small confession.

Remember that little book I am was reading? You know, the one that is everywhere I look with someone raving about it?

Funny thing.

There I was…really enveloping the whole process. Working the exercises. Writing my "morning pages." And with only 4 weeks left, I had practically prepared a toast to my diligently honored 12-week journey.

Well…

I went on a trip…and {gulp}…I left my morning pages at home. I should probably add I have not picked them up since. Or the book. In case you are counting (because I am), that was 5 weeks ago.

It happens. We have an inspiration…start with the best intentions…make a little progress…get sidetracked…and then realize, sometimes later than sooner, we veered off course.

Instead of feeling disappointment, Monday is my day. I am going to finish this book…and its lessons. Yes. Yes, I am.

As I pondered this little detour, I realized there are SO many books I swear I am going to read one day because they are dripping with the kind of praise that intrigues you to the brink of interrupting everything else.

And, then, for whatever reasons, I look elsewhere. Once and for all, I am going to indulge in the books I always intend to read (or re-read) eventually.

Summer, I'd like you to meet my eventually.