A Little Obsessive

Two days ago marked the end of my re-reading Harry Potter marathon. And now I miss it.

I miss diving into the fun and danger and getting caught in the mystery of friend or foe. And of course the excitment of spells and brooms and mystical creatures.

Now I'm back in reality and coming to the realization that my house is a mess, the laundry needs to be done and I still have 7 pounds of baby weight to lose.

I sure wish I had a wand . . .

and I think I may be a nerd.