- Food, and a way to easily cook it
- Water/Coffee/Milk for lattes
- A computer with a good internet connection
- A humble abode with maid service
- Books. Lots and lots of really good books.
Case in point: Friday afternoon I checked out three books from the library by my place of employment. One was an audio book, so it doesn't really count. I started reading this one as I worked at my part-time job checking trailers at the movie theater.
Now, this is no small little paperback dimestore novel here, Interpeeps. This is a Book with a capital B. It contains 464 pages, and each and every one of them kept me interested.
So much so that I ended up staying up until 4:30 a.m. reading. As Hubster came downstairs at 3:30 a.m. to go to work, he just looked at me and shook his head. He's lived with me long enough to know how I get when I have something in print in my hand. Only when the letters started swimming and the black floaty thingies got so bad I could barely see did I put the book down and go to bed.
And finished it at 6 p.m. this evening.
Is there some sort of 12-step program for book-a-holics? Because Interpeeps? My eyes are SORE.
This is one reason I listen to books on my MP3 player. I can put it down. I can walk away from it - not worry about it. I can go to sleep with someone reading to me, then catch up where I left off the next day. I can do other things besides sit and turn pages for hours on end. I can almost have a life.
Instead of this. This is an addiction.