I don't really care for books in a series. Now don't get me wrong. I love Jack Reacher (Lee Child) and Myron Boltair (Harlen Coben series). The problem is, they are getting older. In the books. And they are taking me with them!
I don't mind looking older, really. I don't mind that my seven year old daughter loves telling everyone my age because she thinks its cool I'm the oldest (my husband is almost three years younger than me). I just hate what comes along with aging. I can't drink like I used to. Okay, I can, I just can't recover like I used to, so I don't do it very often. It's a little harder to lose weight now. The 24 hour flu takes 48 hours to recover from.
There is good news though. The good news is I just don't care so much anymore. Can't lose weight as easy? Don't care so much about weight, or the rest of that superficial crap, so much anymore. Getting older is freeing. I am free of that pesky need to take good care of beautiful youthful skin. Free of full bladder control. Free of the need to go places and do things. It's now okay to lay in bed on Friday night with the new Preston/Childs book and read instead of, you know, socializing.
In case you are wondering, I am turning 40 this year.