Monday mornings are my sleep in morning. By sleep in, I mean getting up at 8:30am. Most Monday’s I use to catch up on office duties like going through emails and papers before I meet up with Surekha of Quite Contrary. But this morning I decided that it all could wait because the sun was shining in and Jane Eyre was quietly whispering my name from my bedside table. So, there I found myself, opening the beloved book by Charlotte Brontë, to page 23, where I had last stopped reading and delved back into my mother’s favorite novel. Reading. Recently, I seem to have pushed this much-loved pastime aside due to an increasingly busy life of planning weddings, designing clothes, and growing as a small business owner. The things I do read regularly these days include my Thesaurus, my emails, my blog as I avidly check for grammar and spelling mistakes and the smattering of wedding-home décor-fashion magazines that are strewn upon my desk. Pathetic, yes, but here’s to hoping that there will be a little more Jane in my life.