I’m quite ashamed of myself. I have absolutely no self control. I did it again, even after I promised I wouldn’t. I purchased a book at St. Vincent DePaul’s Thrift Shop. I am usually very picky about buying books but at a whopping 35 cents a piece and a 75% discount on that, well, I just couldn’t say no. But that’s not what I did that was so, not bad really, but displaying a gross lack of self control. I not only bought the book and read the back cover. I proceeded to read the first 2 chapters. Then I read the next chapter. And the next and next. And before I knew it I had read the whole thing and it was 1:46 AM. I crawled into bed and tried to sleep. Sleep was elusive as I was wondering how the end of the story should have played out.
The book was “Little Bee” by Chris Cleave. The front cover announces “#1 New York Times Bestseller”and various quotes from reviewers. And it was a very good read. I plowed through the story as it switched narrators back and forth between Little Bee and Sarah Summer-O’Rourke. The subject matter was, um, mature and dark and the fact that it could and probably has occurred makes it unsettling. Yet the ending affords a sense of hope.
So I read the book completely cover to cover, went to bead at nearly 2 AM and still managed to get up and make it to church on time. But I was dragging all day. By the end of the day I was really ready for bed and thankfully I slept like the dead, according to my FitBit I logged 24% deep sleep and 50% in light sleep, 22% in REM sleep and a scant 4% awake! That made getting up Monday a lot easier than it could have been. I tell myself every time that I’ll only read one or two chapters and then put the book down. It never happens that way.