It's Saturday night. I woke up just before 9:00 and went to the coffee shop in the lobby for breakfast. I came back to the room and started reading.
I read half of One of Us Is Lying. Then I realized that one of my book club friends was waiting for my copy of Mr. Dickens and His Carol by Samantha Silva so she could read it before Friday. I went to get some lunch at my favorite Indian place in the freezing cold!! It was 19 degrees this morning, which is why I didn't leave the hotel and walk across the parking lot to the Starbucks for breakfast. (We're supposed to get snow on Monday).
I read all of Mr Dickens. It was pretty good. The ending had a nice twist and a perfect conclusion.
I read Lumberjanes Vol. 8 by Shannon Watters and ordered my dinner room service.
Now it is 8:20 and I am deciding what to read next. Mr. Dickens kind of ruined me for going back to the YA mystery I was halfway through. I can't decide if I want to read some non-fiction or maybe start Belgravia by Juian Fellowes.
What an excellent problem to have, yes?