I think I’m slow to catch on to certain things. Like any kind of technology, or anything online. I mean … I eventually get it, it just takes me longer than most people my age.
Case in point: Amazon. I just ordered three new books the other day and I am so stinkin’ excited. Everyone else is unimpressed. Why? Because they have been buying stuff online for years now. Not me. I’m slow.
I couldn’t find time to go to the bookstore. I thought about it for weeks, literally. And then I remembered Amazon. And instead of having to find time to go to the bookstore in person, I sat at home and shopped ONLINE. At NIGHT. I didn’t feel rushed. I didn’t have a child with me. Or a husband, for that matter. I wasn’t trying to cram my trip into my lunch break. I took my time, selected my books, and — POOF! — they will be delivered to my doorstep.
I got myself a good read.
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My understanding is that this is not a sex book, it’s a novel — just so we are clear. I might overshare a bit, but I do have limits.
I also got the Toddler a book.
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And last, but not least, I bought a parenting book. I used to be a self-help junkie, but since becoming a mother — I switched to these.
These days, even if I had time to read a book about how to set boundaries, I wouldn’t have the time to actually implement the steps.
The result of this is … I plan to remain crazy, and raise happy children. Is that so bad?