I grabbed my book and threw it in my bag to take to work. Today is scheduled as a rest day from my marathon training. I was hopeful that I’d enjoy a relaxing lunch break and finally have some time for reading. That was a big mistake; I probably cursed it.
I was so frustrated, angry even, at the request for further edits to the protocol. The feedback was good, but I was still at my wit’s end. It isn’t as if we have just started working on this. We have been working on this project for over 3 months and NOW a few select people have finally found the time to read it.
I was certain that the required edits would take over my evening too. I am so tired of bringing my work home with me. I know that everyone does it, but I can’t help but feel cheated out of what little time I have for myself.
Thankfully, I was able to push through to the very end of the day. So now, I have some select reading of my own. It is finally my time.
Although, I have had the book since Saturday morning, I am only on page 7. I wanted to take my time and savor this book (since it the last), but I was not planning to take it this slow.
Anyhow, I have to go now; this muggle has a date with…
Okay, I admit I actually don’t have a clue what I have a date with.
I got it. I have a date with HARRY. Yeah, that’s it. Harry, sweep me away.