Bust

Oh my gosh, perimenopause strikes again! I just got irrationally angry at the library, as opposed to mildly annoyed, which is all the situation warranted. They sent me an email this morning that I had a $10.00 fine for damage to a book I just turned in. So I went in to look at it and there is a tiny water spot on the last few pages. I didn’t even finish the book. I maintain that it was not me. I don’t spill on my books (the horror!)  and if I had, I would certainly let them know. Anyhow, I paid the fine and left and was so furiously angry that I opened my app on my phone and deleted all my holds… for paper copies, the ebooks will be fine. That will show them! 

For the record, I have a very good library and will most definitely be going to their book sale next Saturday. But I will also be careful about borrowing paper copies of books for a little while and check them before I return them.

Honestly, this week has been a bust. I had so many plans on Sunday of things I wanted to do and I was going to be productive. Then I didn’t feel good for a few days, and I haven’t actually slept through the night at all this week. Or even fallen asleep easily. Or stayed asleep. I’m exhausted. And Wednesday night I lost my power for 5 hours. The power company cut it to de-energize the lines while a fire was near a bunch of houses a bit north of me. I don’t fault them for it, I just didn’t do anything that night either. I’m taking a nap after work and then I’m going to do any cleaning tonight when it’s not so warm. Tomorrow I’m going to get out and do something. Maybe buy books! Ha ha ha Truly, I don’t know if I’ll go North or South, but I need to get out a bit. Pretend like I’m a person who has their crap together instead of the actual mess that I am. Messy is good, right?