I enjoy Harry Potter for the escapism. I appreciate Harry Potter for getting millions of children (and adults!) to read. The final two books of the series I have pre-ordered, in part due to my own anticipation to read them.
That’s as far as it goes. In the grande scheme of things, I’m a pretty passive fan. Certainly not like some people.
I pre-ordered my book many months ago, or rather, Paul pre-ordered the book for me as a Valentine’s Day gift. We’re cheapies, so we went with the free shipping instead of the “day of” shipping. I was all ready to bide my time this weekend doing THINGS with the family (to take my mind off the book, and to make up for them, in advance, the quality time I won’t be giving them when the book comes.) So we went to the zoo when I came home from visiting teaching. (After naps we’re going to Target, and tonight is Cruise Night.)
Say it isn’t so! When we returned from the zoo there was a card in the mailbox saying that they had a package for me from amazon. I can pick it up on Monday after 9 am. You can bet the boys and I will be there (now that I have transportation) when the doors open. Maybe I should cancel playgroup at my house at 10?