I read cozy and historical mysteries, a bit of Paranormal/UF, and to mix it up, I read science and gardening books on occasion.
MT has just left for the airport; he's off to help his brother celebrate the big 4-0 and won't return until tomorrow afternoon.
I'm alone with the keys to the liquor cabinet books. I'm going to read until my eyeballs fall out of my head - no interruptions. I may or may not eat. If I burn out, I might watch Thor run around the screen in Age of Ultron (already saw it, but on a plane with bad sound).
It's a party.