I was up at 7 AM and shortly thereafter, headed to breakfast at IHOP, taking along Agatha Christie’s The Mysterious Affair At Styles, the first of the Hercule Peroit mysteries. (I’ve read two other, years ago.) I started reading at breakfast, came home, read for a short time longer, and then decided that I was still tired, so went back to bed for a few hours.
Thereafter, throughout the course of the day, I read. I sat in the backyard for several hours, working to even our my farmers tan, while reading. I read between the depressing innings of the Yankees/Mets game this evening. And after the game, I continued to read and in fact, just now finished the book. It’s the first time in a while that read an entire book in one day.
Incidentally, with respect to the Yankees/Mets game, I had a bet with the Vicky half of vickyandnorm on the series. If the Yankees won the series, they would treat me to dinner next time I visited. If the Mets won the series, I would treat them to dinner. Well, with the Yankees loss tonight, the Mets have won the series, regardless of what happens tomorrow. So I owe them a dinner the next time that I see them.