Okay...now this is getting rediculous...

So...the BF was down unexpectedly this evening.  Which was awesome.  Love having him around.

He was great.  He did the dishes, and helped with dinner, then afterwards, he was asking what I was going to get up to when he left that evening (because he has to go back and study...it's exam time for him, poor soul), I said I didn't know.

Him:  Well...what were you going to do tonight before you found out I was staying?
Me:  Weeeeellllllll..... the library just finished its renovation, and it's having its grand re-opening tonight.
Him:  Until when?
Me:  8:30.
Him:  Okay.
Me:  Uh-huh.
Him:  Yeah, we can do that.
Me: (boggles)...really?

Best.  Boyfriend.  Ever.

Please note:  The Boyfriend is not a reader.  He thinks my book-addiction is cute, but he's not a book-addict himself.  So the fact that he was not only willing to come to the library's grand re-opening with me, but was willing to drive me there...well...it was pretty epic.

I'm uber-impressed with him right now.  Just saying.

Of course, this subsequently led to the terrifying epic-ness that is my library book pile.  (see Fig. 1)

Fig. 1

I fear it.

Send help.



  1. I always, ALWAYS leave the library with more than I can read in three weeks too.

    Let me know if you find a cure.

  2. It's nice to have understanding fam./friends/boyfriends when it comes to book addiction.


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