Addicted to Reading

So my husband has pointed out that I seem to be obsessed with my kindle, apparently reading hours before I go to bed has become an addiction but watching television in order to help him fall asleep is not considered as such. He calls my kindle and my laptop as electronic appendages. Which I didn't want to admit to him, but that was a pretty funny and most accurate analogy if I do say so myself?

I must admit that I have found myself on the Internet more searching sites and reading blogs for new and exciting things to read. It really has become somewhat of an obsession lately. 've found my passion again for reading and I love it, what's wrong with that? Years and years ago, I could be found curled up on the couch reading Joanna Lindsey and Heather Graham. Nowadays, I'm more into the Paranormal and Urban Fantasies and just can't break free from it's hold over me.

I spent yesterday morning doing all the household chores, then couldn't wait to snuggle up on the swing outside to read my kindle.  Wasn't it well deserved? I mean, I dusted, I swept, I cleaned the kitchen, the bathroom and did laundry. What more is expected of me? Oh, yeah, right! I still have an upstairs but who sees that but the both of us, I mean really, it's not like it had to get done right that very second, maybe I was unconsciously saving it to make sure I have something to do next weekend.

I'm on a timeline here, I know.  I gave myself the end of April for many of my goals, (Did I mention I'm a procrastinator?) it can still happen.

I admit it. I'm a Readaholic. There I said it. I admitted it.  Isn't that the first step towards recovery? The question is who am I hurting anyway? It's all good - and that right there seems to be my problem – all – too - damn - good.

Time Management

My hubby and I are working hard at getting our house on the market, so I tend to spend most of my weekends working on our house. You would think with only being 6 years old, we really shouldn't have much to do, right? Well - wrong.

Having a house built from scratch, there were things we tended to put off, and put off, and. . . put off. Hey, it was our house and we figured we would get to it eventually. I mean, other everyday life priorities would just seem to reign out over painting, staining or sanding.

With my daughter giving me a kindle for Christmas and all the work I need to do around the house and all the time I love to devote to my new favorite gift, isn't leaving me much spare time. I'm working on my own novel, which I have been for some time. When I tend to get involved with it to where I can't stop writing, something happens and I get sidetracked again, being some what of a procrastinator doesn't help me either.

I would love to have 36 hours in a day, that would give me plenty of time to read my kindle, work around the house, write my novel, spend time with my doggy and hubby, talk to my daughter (she is so busy herself, the poor thing), exercise, sleep and if I have to say it, work at my job during the week.

Since 36 hours isn't actually ideal, I'm just going to have to devote my much needed energy into time management and just stick to you. I'm starting with a timeline. My hubby and I are hoping our house can be on the market by the end of April. (I was thinking March but I feel like being lazy this Saturday so April sounds so much better.)

I'm also aiming for the end of April to be down 10 lbs , have my novel finished as well as read the 18 novels I now have archived on my Kindle. Busy, busy, busy. . .

So when I happen to win the lottery between now and the end of April, thanks to time management, I will figure out a way to squeeze it in somewhere. I'm confident that I will manage quite nicely.