When It's Bad to Pick Up a Book

I got a giant box in the mail yesterday, full of books I'd ordered from Amazon.  Yes, I already have a big TBR list, but there have been some titles lately I couldn't resist, and I have a trip coming up with lots of airplane time (I'd love to use the wide swath of plane time for work, but I find it impossible to do so).

Unfortunately, the books showed up yesterday, not the instant before I left for the airport.  I say "unfortunately" because I dove straight into Thirteen Reasons Why.

Nothing else got done that night.

Now, I'm sure everyone out there is more or less like me, in that there's never enough time to do everything that needs to be done.  Yet right now I'm particularly in need of work time… but I really want to stay within the pages of this book until it's done.

It'll be an effort, but I'll force myself away to do something or other… at some point… maybe… shoot, I see it sitting on the couch… and it would make sense to take a picture of me reading it for this post… I wouldn't have to actually read it for the picture… maybe just a few words…

Before I pick it up (just to pose, of course), tell me — do you have trouble doing anything else once you've picked up a good book?