|You know how you can tell|
this is a Starbucks in Paris?
Yeah, me either.
Anyhoo, back to my OCD and ADD. The ADD keeps me from getting stuff done. The OCD causes me to hyper-focus on what does not need to get done. Like reading an entire series of 17 books. In about a two week period. In my own defense, I was late getting to the party and had to catch up and finish before the next book comes out in 9 days. Also, they made a movie of the first book and I am all worried they will miscast it.
of the end.
I read a couple other books before I got to number Two in the series. And that's when the problem started. I read Three and Four and couldn't stop. I had to see what was happening with my "friends." My mother purchased me Five through Fourteen at a used book store. I barely left my sofa. As I approached the end of Fourteen it looked like my family might again get a cooked meal (or at least their odds improved). I was trying to read really slowly so I wouldn't have to say goodbye to my "friends." And of course, Stephanie has a second guy in the picture who I also wanted to meet. Sigh.
|Only 216 hours until|
the book comes out.
I'm not the only one
If you happen to know Janet Evanovich, don't tell her what I said because I think it will make me look too desperate and stalker-y and then she won't want to hang with me. Just tell her I like her books. Also, I think you all should read her books too. Then we could have a big book club meeting. It would be totally fun. Maybe even Janet would come. You don't know. It could happen.
In closing, I am not sure if this is really a book recommendation post or glaring proof that I have inherited some of my parents' (yes, you too mother) obsessive tendencies. On the plus side, I am not a danger to myself or others (well not others who aren't annoying) so when they finally take me to the Nervous Hospital, I will probably have a lot of freedom and won't be on the locked down ward. Always good to look for the positive side of things.