Speed Reading for the Distracted

There has been a book on Hubby's nightstand for a long time now. Long enough that there are water glass marks on the cover and the pages are curling up at the edges. Possibly there are some fossilized dust mites nestling in the binding. The name of this book is: 10 Days to Faster Reading. Now. Please don't think I am making fun of Hubby. Really, I'm not. It has taken me more than 10 days to getting around to bringing up the subject. And as far as I can tell Hubby has no difficulty reading at a fairly rapid pace. But he buys books on speed reading in the same vein that I buy books on conquering clutter. He doesn't have time to read the speed reading books, and I can't find the clutter books. My point is that this is a ridiculous title for a book. It's like a 200-page punch line. It touts self improvement in only minutes a day! But the real question is, how many years is that book going to remain on the nightstand before it gets replaced by one of MY books: "Finding things you forgot you owned by re-arranging stacks of objects in your bedroom." Actually Hubby bought a new Palmtop recently, and then declared I could have his old one if I could find it. You see he had one before we moved (a year and a half ago) and it hasn't been seen at least since 2003. This was obviously an item he never fully utilized or we would have launched an all-out search by now. Anyway, today in the process of trying to find a place to store our new turkey fryer I came across the old Palmtop unit! With the charging cord! Don't ask me what it was doing in the pantry above last year's candy canes and the emergency hearing protection ear thingies. So it was like an early Christmas present. I can't wait to see what exciting self improvement book Hubby is going to put on his Christmas list this year. I think he is planning to teach the kids to speak Italian without the useful intermediary step of us learning it first. Ciao!