Joie de vivre

I read three books in three days: 1,584 pages exactly. I haven't done that much reading so quickly in years. Maybe never, since back when I routinelyy read a book a day, they weren't as large as the books I read now. And all because the college library (mistakenly?) gave me a due date of only four days after the day I checked them out, when it was supposed to be three weeks. Not sure what happened there. It was fun to see if I could do it, and I did, and now I feel slightly guilty for having spent the whole weekend reading, but I can catch up on everything else on my next days off. I think.

I'm starting to feel Gift Stress. I want to find fantastic and marvelous Christmas presents for my friends, and I usually end up short of time...and no matter what I find, I'm always a little nervous that they won't like it as much as I did, or it wasn't exactly what they wanted. Silly, I know. My friends aren't that materialistic.