I have had a relapse.
Was it all the coffee? Was it the salty breeze coming off the bay? All the warm sunshine? I’m not sure, but something caused me to lose all control today.
I bought books. After I promised myself I wouldn’t buy any books until I finished every book on my bookshelves. I saw a moving sale on my way home and I stopped by to see what they had. Maybe some furniture? Possibly some pretty mixing bowls?
Sadly, most of the household items were cleared out. What they did have was a box full of books.
“I’ll just look. Doesn’t hurt to look.”
Next thing you know, I was loading up books in the crook of my arm. I almost bought a copy Gone With The Wind. I already own TWO copies of Gone With The Wind! Why on Earth do I need a third! (Why do I need two?)
Here I am, admitting failure. I’m going to dust myself off and get back on that horse though. The mission must go on! (With four more books on the list that is.)