It’s probably the Catholic upbringing that is making me feel guilty.
Here’s my confession: I can not get in to this new book
I’m reading I’ve been trying to read.
I am struggling with such a small dilemma, I know.
But I’m feeling like a quitter here. I can’t tell you the name of the book because it would be even worse if you were to say, “Oh!! That’s a great book; you have to finish it!”
I don’t like being told what to do.
I don’t like being judged. Quitter!
Again, the Catholic upbringing. Thanks, Dad.
To make quitting even more of a crucifixion? My husband picked the book up off the coffee table and is more than 1/2 way through it! And I quote: “Great book!”
Ugh! That makes it even more of a sin to quit.
It’s judgement day. Decide my fate. Vote.