I’m not the biggest gambler in the world.  I played one euro in the casino in Monaco and felt duly stupid when it was lost.  I do, however, have a huge stubborn streak.  So when Scott said, “There’s no way you’re going to finish that book before we move!” I took it as a challenge.  He probably meant it as an off-handed comment, but I decided to turn it into a bet.

Sadly, my wise husband was completely right.  There’s no way I’ll be able to read 400 more pages in the next… oh wait, we’re unpacking now.  It’s officially done.

I did make it almost to page 800 of a book that’s full of history and politics and emotion and stuff.  So that’s not too bad.  I just thought it would be the honorable thing to mention that Scott won the bet.