I hit a snafu in my reading schedule. I was supposed to review House of Leaves by Mark D. Danielweski this week but I left my Kindle at a friend’s house. When I pulled over to get gas on the way home, I told my husband. His response was: “OMG! Did you call them? Where did you leave it? I have no idea what you are going to do!” He understood my panic. He gets me. Then during a phone call he said: “If you’re not always reading, does this mean I have to talk to you?” Funny guy.