I don't know if I've ever conveyed to you my love of books. It is profound. It is deep. Certain books hold my heart in their hands. When I read, I get lost in the pages and I get transported to other times and places. I feel what they feel and see what they see. Oh how I love the written word. Sigh....
In light of that it is with deep sadness that I must make a confession. I am so ashamed - I mean really, really ashamed. How could I let this happen? What was I thinking?
Do you see this?
Yes, it's true. These are overdue library books. They were due on 8/14 and they're still in the back of my car. Please don't judge me. OK, you have every right to judge me. It's so bad. This is not who I am - I promise. I usually play be the rules and if something is due, I make sure I get it in on time.
And what makes this doubley (is that a word?) bad is that I was a library aide in high school. I actually went to college with the purpose of BECOMING a librarian! Obviously, that didn't work out but that was the original intent.
So, I'm making a promise to you. I WILL turn these in tomorrow and pay my fine. I WILL apologize profusely to the librarian and beg her forgiveness. And then I will check out some more books and put a reminder on my PDA to make sure those jewels of gold get back to the library on time.