I’m on vacation. I imagined blogging at least 2 times a week, but the free pockets of time when the baby is sleeping and the kids are otherwise occupied have been spent reading or napping. I thought back to the scads of free time I had before kids. Today as the baby almost hit his head on a door stop when I was changing his diaper, I recalled that I saw a documentary short about doorstops at the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston in the mid 1990s. Granted, I was there to see a documentary short about library cats called Puss in Books and it happened to be a double feature. I didn’t seek out the doorstop documentary but I did go out of my way to see a movie about cats that live in libraries. This was a time in my life when I didn’t have a boyfriend (surprise!). I had time to prepare lots of salads. I had time to collect antique buttons. (This is sounding a lot like a senior citizen vs. a woman in her 20s, no wonder I was single for so long). Most of my free time now is spent folding laundry and trying to catch up on my Bravo shows, cleaning, paying bills or catching up on work. I have a small window when the kids go to bed and when I go to bed, but I like to spend it reading. I just finished Maine by J. Courtney Sullivan, which I loved and am now reading Elin Hilderbrand’s new book Silver Girl.