Reading with 3 1/2 Monkeys
Reading with monkeys is a commitment and serious business. Especially if you have 3 1/2, soon to be 4. You have to use every spare minute, every bathroom break, early bedtimes, bathtime with one where you "have to" sit on a stool outside the shower (even if said monkey IS almost 8...), choosing the elliptical over the treadmill because it has a better ledge for your book (see - tough stuff!)... But really, if you are as much of a booknerd as I am, it's not THAT hard. I don't watch TV, I rarely put on movies, but I will admit to a lack of discipline when it comes to social media. This also annoys me about myself. Especially when I find myself clicking on some stupid hashtag and then stalking some stranger who is richer than me and traveling to beautiful beaches and hotels with cabanas on the beach, and... back to my reality. But seriously, that was like 7 minutes spent stranger-stalking that I could have read like, 4 pages at least. (P.S. those strangers rarely look as...