I'm trying....I really am. I joined a book club 3 years ago. Two actually. One stopped emailing me cause I kept forgetting to go. (truth was I kept forgetting I was in the club, to buy the book and then to READ it). The other I am in I DO go to......not cause I read the book...but because I like the girls and people actually bring delicious snacks they make.
I like to read...but there's so many other things to do. By the time I have all my kids in bed, the idea of trying to fall into a story that never seems to be as interesting as the choas in my life, seems pointless. And of course sitting under a light, trying to reorganize my eyes that will never see 20/20 again is painful.
One good thing...I've convinced my book club to do a "movie night" once in awhile. Maybe I can change the whole book club to "Movie Club." That involves only 2 hours of my life...and hot popcorn.
Who's with me??