I've been listening to audiobooks like a mad woman. First, it was the Fault in Our Stars, which was stupid of me, because who wants to cry about terminal teenagers while either driving towards your injured horse or driving from your injured horse and towards work. Time passed quicker, though.
Then I "read" one of the shittiest vampire chicklits I've ever encountered. I'm too ashamed to even mention the name and it's not even Twilight.
So now I'm on to Harry Potter.
It's been a really, really long time since I've read Harry. I'm right at the point in book one where he's just joined the Quiddich team and Oliver Wood is explaining the rules. And Oliver mentions a rule that I don't remember: the game is not over until the snitch has been caught.
And then he jokes about a game having lasted three months.
This little tidbit resonated with me because I realized: we haven't quite caught the snitch.
Here's to week four of wrapping.