“I will NOT check out any more books, I will NOT check out any more books, I will NOT…”
Although I repeated this mantra all the way to the library (my third visit since the New Year began), it was all for naught.
I came out with four more books, and another audiobook.
That brings my total of items checked out in 2011 to ~ fifteen.
I’m like the proverbial kid in the candy shop when I go into the library. When you walk through the door, the first thing to meet the eye are about a dozen shelves chock full of New Releases in every genre. My intention today was to breeze by these, go directly to the fiction stacks and pick up a copies of Maisie Dobbs, and Birds of A Feather, volumes one and two in the Maisie Dobbs series.
But my willpower failed me.
How could I resist getting How to Be an American Housewife, when I’ve heard such good things about it? Or Lives Like Loaded Guns, Lyndall Gordon’s new book (subtitled Emily Dickinson and her Family’s Feuds)?
“You’re killing me, library,” I muttered, as I snatched them up and stuffed them into my book bag before my common sense could get the better of me. Because naturally I kept thinking about the 10 other books I had already taken out – five on Monday, four more Wednesday afternoon, and now these four.
There is a twofold problem with all this literary wealth. One of course, is finding the time to read it all within the three week period. The other is keeping track of the due dates. Because I tend to make frequent trips to the library (it doesn’t help that it’s less than a mile from my house ) I lose track of when everything is due. The library is kind enough to send me reminder emails, but if I haven’t finished the books yet, I tend to ignore these gentle nudges that my time is running out.
Hence the $15.80 in fines I had to pay last week to get back in the circulation desk’s good graces.
When I came home today, I immediately logged on to the library web site and renewed all my other books, so now everything is due on the same date – January 29, 2011. That gives me three weeks to read 15 books – well, 13, because I’ve already finished two.
I’d better get started.