Two months ago I purchased the book Overwhelmed: Work Love and Play When No One Has the Time for the library. The word was out--the reviews were great, people were putting holds on it before it was released, the author was on NPR. I could tell it was going to be a hot book. I wanted to read it. No, I needed to read it.
Washington Post writer Brigid Schulte sets out to discover how people spend their time. What is making everyone, particularly working mothers, feel like they have no time to complete the things that need to get done? She seeks out answers from time professionals, scientists, and doctors while sharing her personal experiences as a mother, wife, and working woman.
And here is the “this is going to sound like a joke, but it’s not” part--after two weeks I only got a third of the way through the book. It wasn’t that I didn’t like it, I loved it actually. I thought her writing was refreshing, her evidence credible, and her personal stories relatable. I just couldn’t find the time to read it. Really. No, really.
I tried to sneak in a few minutes here and there, but sadly it wasn’t enough to get through the book before I had to return it. So, I’m putting another hold on it--maybe next time I’ll have a little more time.