It's been a while

I knew I was starting off too zealously. I posted almost everyday that first week, in my beginner's enthusiasm. And now? A whole week has gone by with nothing to say. Part of the problem is that I have been reading instead of hanging out on the computer lately. And when I have been online, I've been investigating honeymoon and airfare options. But I feel like I need to be a responsible blogger and buckle down here. As someone who reads several other blogs, I know the fun and excitement of new entries, and the disappointment of several days without one. Something about reading other people's blogs is kind of addicting, I think.

So...

As I said, I've been reading a lot lately. I love to read. I tell people that I don't just read books, I devour them. The problem is, they also kind of devour me. When I am reading a good book, it takes precedence over everything else. All I want to do is get back into the book and find out what happens to all the people I've now identified with. I ignore all kinds of household responsibilities, fail to get any exercise, eat easy and simple (read: not always healthy) meals that can be eaten while reading, go to bed later than I should, fail to write new blog entries....in many ways, I become quite lazy. It is one of the reasons that although I love to read, I often deny myself the pleasure except on long weekends or vacations. I wish I was better at balancing my love for reading with the rest of my life. Especially since I live alone. If I don't read, I tend to just sit in front of the TV every night, which I don't really like.

I'm about 1/2 way through this really great, really dense series of books set in Bible times. I should finish them over the next few days. And then I think I better not get any new books out of the library. Especially since I have a couple of relationship type books that finally arrived in the mail from Amazon, in both English and Spanish. If I allow myself to read at all, I should work through those. For one thing, there is important learning that can occur, both in the area of relationships and in the Spanish language. For another thing, when reading non-fiction, I tend to pay better attention to the rest of my life rather than getting so sucked in.