It’s a little past 10:30 p.m. but I have no plans for sleeping any time soon. In a little while, I’ll be driving to town and buying Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, and to say that I’m greatly anticipating it would be an understatement indeed.

I have the book pre-ordered from several places: Amazon and Scholastic, to name two. But the email I got this morning from both of these fine companies, informing me that my books will be delivered on Monday instead of on Saturday, has forced me to drive all the way to town in the dark of night, because the truth is, I can’t WAIT until Monday.

There are several reasons why I can’t wait until Monday, one of them being that by Monday the spoilers will be abounding and I don’t want any spoilers. Another reason is that I don’t want to be the last person in my reading circle to have read it; it’s peer pressure. Did I mention that I don’t want to run into any spoilers? NO SPOILERS!!!

But the main reason why I can’t wait until Monday to read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is more basic than any of those. The simple truth is, I can’t wait until Monday because I simply can’t wait.

I can’t wait.

Yes, I am a Harry Potter fan, far more obsessed than any 12-year-old kid you’ll ever know.

I can’t wait until Monday because I can’t wait.

I’ll be up most of the night. Please don’t call me until morning.