Today something weird came in the mail for me. It is a short, wide strip of black leather with weights on both ends and my initials in gold.
In reality, it’s a book weight that my grandmother bought for me. The idea is that you drape it over the open pages so you can read while eating and have both your hands free.
Don’t get me wrong, those around me can barely pry my nose out of a book long enough to ask me a question, but somehow I doubt that this book weight will be making contact with much paper any time soon. I already tried it out on myself and the stinging is just right, although if wielded by someone significantly stronger than me (which is most people) it might pack quite a wallop.
Thank you, Grandma!