Deathly Hallows - Almost half way

I woke up yesterday morning just after 6:30 to a brilliant blue sky and two sleeping preschoolers, and when I went downstairs I could barely even finish making up a pot of coffee before I cracked open the copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows that Beloved had picked up at 12:01 the night before. (I don't think the Saturday paper has ever sat, unread and even un-leafed-though, for an entire day while I was home before. Usually, I read it cover-to-cover through the weekend.)

I'm almost half way though the book. I'm reading it more slowly than usual, trying hard to remember details I would ordinarily skim past. I'm finding the part where I am a little slow going, but the curiousity hook is deeply embedded, and I think I'll be done by the end of today if not early tomorrow.

I'm in self-imposed media lockdown lest I stumble across a spoiler somewhere before I'm done. Beloved already risked death by telling me the chapter title of the last chapter, and I told him he was officially not allowed to speak of the book in any way or form until I'm done. We've got a book-sharing arrangement where the book is mine to read by daylight and he's allowed to read it by lamplight. As long as my bookmark stays ahead of his, we'll be fine.

Coffee's finished brewing, time to get back to the book....