For the first time in at least a decade, I have a library card. I lost mine, found mine, and lost it again, so I figured since I had moved I would just pretend I was a new person. I can’t get in too much trouble, right?
I put it off for so long because I am terrible with books. For starters, I like to keep books. I may never read them again, but it’s comforting to know I can if I want to. Secondly, I take forever to read books. It’s not uncommon for me to have multiple books going at once, and it often takes me months to read them. This is also why I don’t care for borrowing books from friends. Third, I’m hard on books. I like to dog-ear. I often spill (usually water, but sometimes soda). I drop them in bathtubs (but I figure since my new bathtub sucks and I haven’t taken a bath since February, this shouldn’t be an issue). This is also why I don’t like to borrow from friends, ha.
But I figure, there’s more to libraries than books. There’s museum passes, and CDs, and DVDs. There’s audiobooks, probably, which I find hard to keep up with because I always see shiny things and forget to listen, but the option is there.
So.. yay me. It’s been a long time coming (as Rocketdog can attest).