The End, 3 Hours Behind, and The Library Is After Me

Oh, good gracious, it’s over.

And I made it.

I blogged every day for the month of November. 30 posts in 30 days.

Today is #30.

It’s been so long since I actually finished something I started (boys’ room, anyone?), that I really don’t know how to feel.

So, I’ve been about three hours behind since last night. See, I was working hard, then blogging, and I realized that I had not eaten dinner (we had had a big lunch out after church). So, I had a peanut butter sandwich at 10:45 last night. (Diet? Eating plan? New lifestyle program? What you talkin’ ’bout, Willis?)

I ran around like crazy today with working my admin job at PureSafety and left there around 2 p.m., not having eaten any lunch. After I picked up the boys from school, we got a snack at McDonald’s because I was starving. So, today I ate lunch at 3 p.m.

Tonight, my meal was on time, but I didn’t get to go grocery shopping until 9 p.m.

And I blame that I’m here now, writing, on the fact that I didn’t eat dinner until 10:30 last night.

Today, I got a notice from the library that an Angelina Ballerina book that we’ve had checked out for months is now so past due that they are threatening to turn me over for collections.

I managed to get the other books that we checked out with this book turned in on time. This one, however, got stuck on the bookshelf, and I forgot we had it.

We now owe $22 or be faced with having a collections agency come after us. I’m reminded of that “Seinfeld” episode where Mr. Bookman is sent after Jerry for a book years overdue.

So, the ironic thing is that we never read this book.

And I was going to write kind of a gripey, whiney complaint post about the library’s getting their panties in a wad over $22 (because I have issues with the library), but then I decided against it. Because—really—oh my goodness, I love the library. A treasure trove of information and entertainment at my disposal for free. Whoever came up with the library is a freaking genius.

I get so much from the library that I’m happy to admit when I mess up and give them their due.

Plus, I’m counting on the canned food trade for book fines in January to clear my account.