Books and reading

I miss reading. I used to read all summer, used to finish a book in the matter of a day or two. Now, I'm lucky if I read my bible every day. But the thing I need to take away from this is, my life is not overly crazy. My life is peaceful now compared to what it will be with children, soccer games, baseball practice, school, band?? who knows. But I can realize that now I have the opportunity to get settled into married life with all its stressors and craziness, get comfortable there, and bring on the children after I'm adjusted a little better. This all seems overly calculated and probably pretty nerdy. I'm making excuses for why I don't get anything done, and why I sleep in until 9 or 10am every single morning. Waking up at 8:30 this morning was appalling to me. Imagine if I woke up just an hour or 2 before I normally do though, I could get so much more done! The dishes, the cleaning, the laundry, running errands. If only I were diligent enough to do it. Rigby lays beside me on the couch, itching her nose, cuddling close, desperate for attention. Poor girl was meant for more than this small apartment, and she knows it.

Love, Sara