My life is in shambles

There is a gigantic pile of dry clothes sitting in my dryer as I type this and promising to be completely wrinkled and in need of being washed again by the time I take them out.



There is a huge pot of chili remains sitting with warm water in our sink from last night's dinner. Gross I know.



A bathtub that really needs to be cleaned but I didn't get around to it this weekend.



Two dessert recipes that I printed out and wanted to try making on Sunday that I somehow didn't even manage to make it to the grocery store to buy the ingredients for.



My kitchen table looks like a gift wrapping station threw up on it.



I have people that I should have called this weekend.



I STILL have two people to buy Christmas gifts for before the hubby's early Christmas extravaganze on Wednesday.



GOOD LORD. MY LIFE IS IN SHAMBLES.



And why I am sure you are asking. Because of this.



I held off from this craze for as long as I could. I already have enough addictions in my life and I really didn't want to add anymore. Hello reality tv and junk food.



But on Saturday morning I was at Walmart and saw the first book on sale for 5.97. So I thought, heck that seems like a bargain. Let's see what all the fuss is about.



And I saw, readers, boy did I see.



I sat down and began to read around 3 as the hubby was writing a paper. I thought I would read for a few hours and then do some of the chores around the house. WRONG.

I was still reading when hubby went to practice at 8. I came up for air only to eat dinner, move my laundry to the dryer, and hang out with the hubby for 30 minutes before he left for practice. When I was still reading when hubby came home from practice, I knew I was in too deep and that I would probably have all of the books read by the time next weekend arrives.

I already have hubby offering to watch the first movie with me. Which is delightful because of course I NEED to see this book come to life on the big screen.

I think he was scared though when he walked in to find me holding the book dangerously close to my face, flipping the pages as fast as my hands could turn, with that wide-eyed, lost-to-the-world look on my face. And I may have been drooling when he walked in. I can't be sure, it was all a blur.

So readers-I have fallen prey to the book and been biten(haha come on, I couldn't resist that one) by the Twilight bug. I just hope I still remember to eat and shower this week. It is all I can think about. :)