|The Hoarders camera crew had finally arrived. The world was about to see if a man wearing a reflective smock and low-rise pants could pry her TBR pile from her cold, dead hands.|
Professor van der Hertenzoon is taking me for my birthday tea/luncheon at a historic mansion (I’m not making this up; I hope they have at least Gentleman’s Relish for him). Meanwhile, I am blowing off all responsibilities to read Betty Magdalen’s tome, surrounded by dishes in the sink, dirty laundry, unturned-out cupboards, floors and bathrooms needing the “rough” done, uncounted linen,etc. I did manage to make my bed and step into the shower.
My question is this, Fellow Bettys: Would Mrs. Neels approve of Araluaminta ignoring domestic pressing matters to read a book? Did one of hers ever do it? I don’t think so. Would she grant an exception if the volume were one of hers (or a Betty’s, in this case)?