In a fit of ecstatic card catalog searching and clicking, I apparently reserved 15 young adult novels at the library without realizing it.
When I went to pick them up today and saw how many there were, a sentiment akin to “holy shit” may have crossed my mind.
I guess I’d better hunker down and get a start on this pile.
The very idea fills me with unimaginable glee. Life is good, you guys.
I’m praying (futilely) for rain, because what is better than a blanket, a book, and a grey day?
Nothing. The correct answer is “nothing”.
What is your favorite way to spend your alone time?