I have been fairly faithful at sticking to my promise to not get more books from the library until I finish the ones I have out already. Sure, I bought a book and convinced my Mom to pick up a hold for me, but for the most part, I consider the past week or so a triumph. Until today. This morning was weird and frustrating and I desperately wanted to let off steam…so I went to the library and checked out 12 books.
All I can say is that there are worse ways to handle stress.