I'm so torn.

I am in the middle of reading Foer's Everything is Illuminated, which I'm enjoying a great deal. And then, today in the mail, this arrived. I have been so excited about this book for a very, very long time.

So I'm debating what to do. I go into the hospital for a few days in a week. Do I finish Foer now and take the other book and enjoy it while recovering and spending time with the new baby? Do I put Foer on the back burner and read the book that's burning a hole in my hands? And I still have other books to read. So many terribly difficult awful decisions to make :). How do I cope?

Tomorrow night there's a LAN party at my house. I'm not sure how this happened, but my husband dug up a friend to take Avadore for the evening so I could rest or do whatever I wanted to do before the baby comes, which was a very nice thing for him to do. I don't know that I'll get a lot of sleep at the house with seven or eight men filling my basement with their computers, but will I want to waste the precious hours with sleep? (Though it's going to be a precious commodity so very, very soon.)

Such a strange thing to do, perhaps, but I may consider going somewhere, getting a drink and writing. Or I may just wander and see what comes up. Or I may just recline with something sweet and warm, some music and headphones and a book. I can think of much worse ways to spend an evening.

My last Friday night as a mother of one, and it will even almost be like being single again.