That’s how I’m feeling about books lately.
Nothing is really grabbing me. I check out books from the library, only to return them unread. I scroll through the books I’ve bought on sale on my Kindle and wonder why I even bought them.
So that is where I am at with my (lack of) reading.
Life otherwise is good…when I bury my head in the sand and don’t scroll through whatever horrible news is happening on every given day.
We are in Maryland as I write this for one of my wife’s sister’s baby shower, which was yesterday afternoon. It was a small group of family and friends at a community center, and with minimal games, it went well.
We’re heading home later this morning and maybe when we get there, I’ll find a book that piques my interest…
…or not and I’ll just mindlessly watch something on Netflix like this:
So how was your week? Reading and/or otherwise?