Its never a good thing if I don’t have time to read. The last two weeks have been crazy with family and work that I have not had time to read or blog which I normally do after work and on the weekends.
I finally decided to get a queen sized bed for my spare room, but first I had to empty out the spare room (if you had ever seen my house you would understand what a true feat that was) to move furniture and make room for the new bed. Then my family invaded my nice and quiet house for several days around my sister’s graduation with her MBA. I never get much rest when family is in town. The days were jammed packed. I even took my father to work with me one day. (Hey, if people can take their kids to work, I can take my father to work.)
Two days after they go back home I get a phone call from my other sister saying that while my father was fine he had fallen off his bicycle at was at the hospital. My father is an experienced cyclist, but it had been raining back home. Broken clavicle, broken rib and broken thumb. The man is nuts! He had his cell phone with him, but does he call his wife for help. No. He pedals the almost 2 miles back home with broken bones….but apparently he took it slowly – like that makes a difference?!
Anyways, life is finally getting back to normal now that I’m not stressing over my father’s health or work. I’m so ready to start reading again. I picked up a bunch of books yesterday at the DFWTea to try….I really don’t think readers like myself should be held responsible for their actions when they haven’t been able to read a book in over a week.