I was proud of myself yesterday because I had finished a book in the morning. I have another half hour on my audiobook left, so I’ll finish that today on the way to work.
I picked up Daisy Jones and the Six, and was making real progress in it. It’s a good book, but I have had other things needing attention first.
My daughter walked by and said hi. She did a double take. “Haven’t you been reading that for months?” Yes. I have. Maybe I’ll finish it this weekend.
I decided that I’ll just ignore the comment and continue making progress. There will be a day soon that Daisy doesn’t travel with me.