“Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

Although I cannot justify it..after just spending last weekend engaged in the Dewey’s 24 hour Readathon, I have a burning desire to ignore the lawn, the laundry, the grocery shopping and the myriad of other intrusions of real life on my weekend and just …read. Sigh, isn’t it terrible when practicalities overrule desires?

The good news is that the library has a stack of books waiting for me that I will pick up tomorrow. My library system, Mercer County, rocks! It is so great that I often say that would be the thing I would miss most if I move from the area.

So, the plan…Get up early, rush through the must-dos, get to Wegman’s for more Jersey Red wine and then to the library for “supplies”, return home and start my real weekend.

Speaking of weekend supplies,a quick, funny story (at least to me) from my childhood: My mother was ill from a migraine. I was in about 5th grade. She told me go in her purse and take out $10 and go out to get what I needed because she couldn’t get out of bed. She meant groceries, but she didn’t say that. I came home with a stack of Nancy Drew novels from the book store. I think she thought I was nuts:)