Compromise. Commitment. Patience. There's no question, marriage teaches us about the importance of many things. One of the most pivotal for me was the importance of reading. Oh it's not like I wasn't well read when I was single. There was a time when I could tell you every Hollywood celebrity that was abducted by aliens looking to take over the world. But it really wasn’t until I moved in with my husband and realized that our TV viewing habits weren’t compatible (for example, I dislike the Caddyshack, Clint Eastwood, and Planet of the Apes channels) that I became a voracious reader.
The books I read vary, though as a speaker and special needs parent, I’ll often read self-help, psychology, or parenting books to broaden my knowledge, though I sometimes need a break from those books.
“I didn't like that book on depression; I found it depressing."
During those times when I need a break from "heavy" reading, I seek out mystery or legal dramas. And, unlike a lot of women, I’m not a fan of romance or Harlequin novels, as evidenced by my lack of knowledge about them.
“Hey why is the I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter commercial guy on the cover of that romance book?”
As an electronic reader (I like the big print option), I find books simply by downloading them from the best-sellers list. A few months ago, I downloaded the number one ranked book. I had no idea what I was getting into, nor did I envision spending the holy season of Lent reading it.
The name of that book? Fifty Shades of Grey.
At the time, it sounded, dare I say, "perfect?" At least according to the brief description, which said the book was about a young student who meets an enigmatic, handsome entrepreneur. Instantly, I was intrigued. As a business degree holder and entrepreneur, I love learning from other business owners. The gray tie on the cover reaffirmed that it was indeed a book about business.
Oh I was right; it was about business — monkey business.
And In keeping with my philosophy to share wisdom from my imperfections, I will share what I, a G-rated Catholic girl, would have liked to have known before I engaged in this erotic and "banned in libraries" book.
Though I finished the final book in the trilogy well over a month ago, I’m still a little gun shy about making future book selections. I’ve decided to play it safe and go back to what I’m used to, much to the disappointment of my husband.
"So Gene, do you want to 'read to me' again tonight?
"I don't think so, Mike. I'm not feeling right."
"Are you OK? You do seem kinda jumpy, Gene."
“I’m sorry, Mike. It’s this anxiety book. I think it's making me anxious.”