Depending on how well you know me you know that I love to read. I enjoy just about any book and most of the time there is at least one book in my purse. When I travel it is hard to know how many books to bring, too few and I headed to the bookstore for more and too many means I carted them around for nothing.
After work today I met my grandfather for dinner. It is hard to predict traffic so I beat him to the restaurant by about 20 minutes. This was not a problem until I realized that I did not have a book in my purse. Nor did I have any science papers to read in my work bag. For a few moments I was totally lost and I was terrified that I was going to have to sit there with nothing to do. Luckily my friend called and we chatted for a few and I looked over some emails.
It is moments like these that remind me why I carry a book. You never know when you might have a few moments to yourself and I enjoy reading in those moments. I am currently working my way through a pile of books my aunt gave me. I just started a new Nora Roberts collection tonight. I hope it is good, sometimes her stuff is interesting.
Well I will remember to put a book in my bag tomorrow before I leave for work. Who knows another incident like this and a kindle or iPad could be an upcoming purchase. I'll let you know how the book turns out.
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