For the past three months I have been anxiously awaiting our
vacation in Cancun. Seeing as how
my honeymoon (over ten years ago!) was my last vacation, it had been awhile. I had
lots of time to plan, probably too much.
I had to get everything ready for my parents to take care of our child
and I had to figure out how to take care of only myself for a week. My main concern was reading
material. Didn’t want too much,
certainly not too little, and I wanted to have stuff I was sure to love. A dear friend sent me a copy of
Mistress almost a year ago and I socked it away for just such a time.
So there I was: free of child, free of housekeeping and cooking
duties, free of anything but sitting by a pool and reading. And I COULDN’T FUCKING DO IT!!! My mind literally would not settle
down, and I could absolutely not concentrate on reading. I was very frustrated, which only made
it all worse. I would read about
ten pages and realize I had absolutely no idea what happened. I got to the reveal of the murder
mystery and couldn’t even remember who the character was. SO FRUSTRATING!
So, I
read this, but I almost wish I had left it to read at home as an escape from
the chaos swirling around me. I
loved the main character (See, no idea what her name was) and all of the
secondary characters around her; although I did get a bit frustrated at how
mushy she got around her love interest.
And I always love books set during this time period. So it should have meant all kinds of
win for me, but then again, this was me, and generally speaking for me things
that should be all kinds of win are generally all kinds of fail. Next vacation I will just pick
something up at the airport!
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