On Friday, Mr. A came home from work, Indian food in hand and told me I needed to get lost. Though typically a sentence such as that one would hurt my feelings, Friday evening, it was like music to my ears. It was basically his way of telling me "Go, be free. Put on something other than yoga pants and be amongst the people." As I mentioned, before the move, while Mr. A was hard at work in a new city 3+ hours away, I was holding down the fort. My free time has basically consisted of hiding out in the closet wolfing down a candy bar and feverishly praying Little J didn't hear the crinkling of the wrapper. Hey, don't judge.
Anyhow, back to the point. My Sunday afternoon was spent leisurely sipping a on a much needed cup of coffee and perusing Barnes and Nobles for my latest read. I recently read a report that has forced me to look inwards--and what I found, I'm not all that happy about. In October of last year, Huffington post release a report saying that 28 percent of Americans had not read a book all year. Though the number was startling, after examining my own reading habits, I found that the number of books I read last year was at an all-time low.
Though I spent many waking hours hopped up on coffee tucked away in a study cubicle on campus, 99.9% of those hours were devoted purely to reading for my classes. The other .1% was spent on Facebook complaining about the ridiculous amount of studying I was doing. Now that those days are rapidly becoming a distant memory, I know that there are many things I can cut back on in order to squeeze in more time with my beloved books. Netflix for example. I can't even tell you how many times I've found myself absorbed in an Netflix induced coma. If binge watching Netflix were an Olympic sport, there are some days when I would take home the gold. Which is sad.
So Saturday was a much needed day. A chance to tune out the world and spend the day engulfed in a new read. Not only did I make it through half a book in one sitting, I had the chance to scope out some new reads for my next "mommy day."
1. Lean In- Sheryl Sanberg
2. A Return To Love- Marriane Williamson
3. The Fault In Our Stars- John Green
4. A Long Walk To Freedom- Nelson Mandela
I've had my eye on all of these books for the past year or so. Especially since I watched Sheryl Sanberg give what is quite possibly my favorite TED Talk of all times. (FYI, if you're a woman trying to navigate the leadership labyrinth while juggling motherhood, this video is for you).
Hopefully, before the year is over, I will have read all four of these. I have no intention of becoming one of the 28 percent. Have you read any of these books? What is currently on your reading wish list? More importantly, when was the last time you had a "mommy day?"