
The Social Construction of Reality: A Treatise in the Sociology of Knowledge, by Peter L. Berger and Thomas Luckmann. I read this all pretty much in one day, not because it was that exciting (the ideas were great but the text was dry), but because I could tell that if I broke it into several days it would start to feel onerous, and I might never get it done. This way I got it over with, without discontinuity. I still have lots of notes to type up; that's for another day.
(In planning to write a scholarly paper related to my book topic, I realized that I didn't have a good foundation on how young people get their ideas about their societies. This book helped.)
I drove D. downtown to get his allergy shot, and I found a picnic table in the shade, halfway down the street from the restaurant it belonged to, which was a great place to sit and read. (It was warm today and rather muggy; it wouldn't have been very nice to spend half an hour in the car.) Then, after our company happy hour (which basically turned out to be just me chatting with my young friends L&E and their friend S), I read in J's yard a bunch, taking a break after a while to mow the tall grass under my oak tree. I read more, and took a break so J. could show me the new sword form they'd been learning. By this point, there were flying bugs, so we came indoors and I read a whole bunch more, until, whew, done.
Added. Also, I forgot that I also took a break to see if my friend T. was sitting in her front yard, which is our socially distanced neighborhood gathering spot. She was inside on a Zoom call, but her husband J. was out there, reading that book So You Want to Talk about Race, so we chatted for half an hour.