one who reads

i just recently realized, after seven months of living in my apartment, that, if i so chose, i could read in bed at night. i don’t know why, but it just never occurred to me. in the bachelor, reading in bed meant having to get up out of the warm blanket entaglement to turn the light off and that’s just unacceptable. once you’re warm and comfy and your eyes are so very heavy from reading you can’t get up. it goes against all that is right in the world. the ritual of bedtime reading is: read, get sleepy, stretch, close book, turn off light, curl up, sleep. i don’t see “get out of bed” anywhere, do you?
of course, i haven’t yet gotten a lamp for my bedroom. i hadn’t figured out the bed-reading and just thought the overhead light would be sufficient for all my bedroom lighting needs. well, nope. wrong again. i need a bedroom lamp!
last night, i took my one lamp (an el cheapo clip lamp) from the “office” (i love calling it that) and attached it to my headboard to read a while last night while waiting for a dvd to burn. it was amazing! it made my sparse room of sleeping and dressing all pretty and less harsh. i curled up under the überblankie and on top of the sexxy sheets and read for over an hour (i’d only planned for half of that).
i guess i have a mission for this week: get a clippy lamp for the bedroom. i can’t wait! i’m going to be a bed-reading fiend!