It’s bag day at the library sale. $7 for all the books you can squeeze in a bag and the bag too! I won ‘t list them all, but the stack on the left is another pile of biographies and history for my daughter, the big stack is a variety for myself, though mostly sci-fi, and that lonely book in front is one for my hubby about Jimmy Buffet. There’s something so satisfying and right about owning stacks of books!
Not only do I still have two library books to read and several from my last post about my TBR pile, but I got two more from the library today: To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before and Daughter of Smoke and Bone. I also bought a Beverly Cleary at a garage sale for Minion #3 and found the original Mary Poppins by PL Travers that my husband and I have been wanting to read to him since we saw the movie about her. Do you think there’s therapy sessions for bookworms?
Despite the fact that I am reading THE SHADE OF THE MOON on my kindle (that orange thing on top), and that I want to re-read my childhood copy of THE HOBBIT, and I’ve never read LOTR which my son received for Christmas (not pictured), and he’s been bugging me to read the entire MAZE RUNNER series which he owns, (also not pictured), and I still have UNWHOLLY to read as well as a copy of COLD MOUNTAIN I picked up for a quarter at a garage sale (who can resist?), I still walked out of the library with THREE more books! And I only went in there for MAGIC TREEHOUSE books for Minion #3. I seriously have a problem. It’s like a disease!
Does anyone else have the fortitude to walk out of a library or bookstore empty-handed? I sure don’t.