I love to read. I almost love it too much.
When I start a good book I have a hard time doing something else. This week I opened up the book Beautiful Creatures by Kami Garcia and Margaret Stohl, which I had gotten for Christmas.
I took it to work and read during my lunch hour. Then I read it at the stop lights on my way home from work, which resulted in a few horns being honked. I continued to read it while I waited for my son's basketball practice to be over and before my son's basketball game to begin.
Friday was my day off and I was half way through the book. I had three things on my agenda before I had to take my son to his basketball tournament (Did I mention we do a lot of basketball). I wanted to exercise, paint a few walls, and do a little bit of editing. I started off good by riding the bike (bad knee remember). I even put a load of laundry in, but then the book began calling. I read while I ate breakfast and then just blew off the rest of the morning.
I told my family that I couldn't start any more books, because I just don't get anything done when I'm reading. And my son says yeah I know what you mean, it's just like Xbox.
I gulped, swallowed hard and bit my lip. I love my son, even though he doesn't like to read, but he has been known to be a little obsessed with a certain Xbox game.
So I guess in an obsessive kind of way, yes reading is just like xbox.