Okay, truth time: it is nearly impossible to 1) go to bed and 2) get work done when I've got the new Harry Potter in hand. I'm torn between the desire to stay up all night and read it and the knowledge that this is the last one, the last book -- knowledge that makes me want to draw it out as long as I can. So I've read about a third and am going to bed. I tell you this, though, it's pretty good. It's moving a little too quickly, I think, but that might just be my wanting it not to end.
Either way, I'm heading to bed. Had a lovely afternoon with Anne and Garrett -- lunch at Flatbreads, extravagant shoe shopping with Anne, cake batter ice cream and a stroll around town, then french fries at The Friendly Toast. Once home, Beej collapsed into bed and I got to read for another hour and a half. Truly lovely.
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