Green reading

Mr. Greenhab and I often joke about how different we are and how opposites really do attract. I'm neat and organized and he's, well, not. For example, I have one book on my night stand. I start it, it stays there, I finish it. His nightstand has about 10 books - War of the Worlds, The Invisible Man, The Singularity, Teach Like Your Hair's On Fire, a comic book, and several others. He starts one, picks up another one, goes back and forth...

Have I mentioned that I am FINALLY reading Simple Prosperity: Finding Real Wealth in a Sustainable Lifestyle? I know, I'm about 2 years behind the times. I don't have a lot of "me time" for reading but, after hearing so much about this book over the past year, I finally grabbed it at the library last week.

So yesterday when I walked by his night stand and caught a glimpse of "David Wann, co-author of Affluenza" and thought "Heeeeeeey he's trying to steal my book!" Then I did a double take. This wasn't my book, Simple Prosperity, it was the book I got him for Father's Day, The Zen of Gardening in the High and Arid West. (In my defense, that's what he asked for! He did get a zombie book along with it.)

Have I mentioned that I'm also really bad with names?

At this point, I'm still puzzled. I thought David Wann wrote the book that I'm reading. I grab his book and go downstairs to find mine...

Ahhh...the (compact fluorescent) light bulb goes on!

Maybe we're not so different after all.