Harry Potter has Arrived

Ssshhhh. We're reading. Harry Potter arrived via express mail from amazon.com TODAY. My husband has it now. I was OK about him having the book until just a few minutes ago. You see, I have neglected all domestic duties last night and today rereading the fifth Harry Potter book. Cheerios cover the kitchen floor. Yogurt is rotting on the kitchen counter in ninety degree heat. To walk through the living room you have to shuffle through piles of puppets. You can't even see the surface of my desk. Our abode is a disaster. I don't really care. I'll fix it later, after I get ahold of the sixth Harry Potter book and fininsh it. I had to reread the fifth book, because unlike my husband who has been through the 800 plus page masterpiece nine times, cover to cover, supplemented by extensive spot reading in the interior of the book, I had only read the book once. I needed to reivew. I couldn't believe I had forgotten so much in two years! It was like reading the book fresh over, and now that I just finished the last page in my comfy hammock swing, I am itchy. I am antsy. I cannot wait for the book in my husband's hands. A nice person would just give it to me. I'm a fast reader. He could easily have the book back in his hands by 4:00 a.m, probably sooner. But he's relentless. And I'm holding out for the hope that if I let him finish it with only minor interuptions maybe he will watch kids all day for me tomorrow so I can hide out and read it straight through.