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oh a good one!

 Yesterday I got myself into a pissy mood because I'm trying not to spend ANY money BUT all the books I want to read and have on hold at the library still have a really long wait list.  I looked on all my other apps and nope, not available anywhere. (and my list is LONG) So I have to buy a book or keep waiting.  Finally, it occurred to me that I have taken books out at work before. We have a small leisure selection.  So I trotted my desperate-to-read butt over to them and.......hit the jackpot.

The Silent Patient- Alex Michaelides (started this one first)

Lessons in Chemistry -Bonnie Garmus

Happy Place- Emily Henry

and I stopped looking after that because these three have been on my "want to read" list for EVER.

One can not understand how happy this made me.  Yes, I could browse for available books in the stacks of the public library, but I wanted to read THESE books. Yes, I have a kindle stacked with unread books....but not THESE books.  I'm so glad I didn't just buy a book like I usually give in and do.  However, I'm on a no- spend diet until all my credit cards are paid off.  

I just heard there is a toilet paper shortage again. People are jack-asses. Toilet paper is not imported.  I have an inexpensive bidet that I never installed but I'm doing it now.  The management company where I live just recently sent out a "do not install bidets" email......don't care.  This hiney needs to be shiny.  

.....I lied above. 

The reason I couldn't buy a book is because it would be "another" book.  I already bought the book "Trust" by Hernan Diaz in the morning.  It was the winner of the Pulitzer Prize for fiction and is considered one of the New York Times's 100 best books of the 21st century.  "A riveting story of class, capitalism, and greed" says Esquire.  That caught my attention.  Seems timely.  

Some people are addicted to drugs, alcohol, whatever....I'm addicted to buying books.  It's a problem because I don't always READ said books...but I intend to.  

Enough about my problems.

I'll have plenty of time to read because I'm shooting for Nun status this winter.  Everyone is running around partnering up, getting ready to settle in with "someone" until the weather gets warm again.  I'd rather be alone than settle for some guy that is probably going to annoy the living crap out of me.  I'm not easy.  I'm set in my ways.  The good part is I enjoy my own company, and....

I've got access to good books right down the hall from my office.  

Fuck yeah!  


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