The next Dewey Readathon is Saturday, October 22nd. I have been looking forward to this for months, ever since the April Readathon occurred on a day I had many prior engagements. I’ve even been making up a list of books I want to read for the marathon and deciding if I want to do more blogging during the marathon than I typically do. And I even planned on trying to read for as much of the 24 hours as I could this year, not half-ass it like years past (pardon my French).
Then last night I found out that my brother-in-law is going to be getting his American FFA Degree at the National Convention on Saturday, October 22nd 😦 (This is a very big accomplishment and really important in my husband’s society, that of the farmers.) I felt even worse when I heard the news because, for a mere second, I started thinking of ways I could get out of going, and that’s just not right. While I love reading, no one else I know would understand how I could even consider reading more important than watching thousands of people get FFA awards for the glimpse of my brother-in-law (which I don’t, but for a mere second sort of did).
So it looks like I’m going to try what I did last time–do the Readathon, but the next day instead. But it’s still not the same as doing it when hundreds around the world are doing it.