It seems I’ve overdone it at the library. I’ve checked out more books than usual lately. I’ll take them home, set them on my coffee table, and then…nothing. I can’t get excited to read them. So then a week later I’ll go back to the library, pick up more books, and read some of the new ones, while the old ones still sit untouched.
I have five books that are due back on Tuesday. I already renewed them once, and my library’s online system won’t let me renew them again. I read two of them, and two are completely unread. I started one, Palace Walk, but have only read two chapters. I enjoyed those two chapters, but I haven’t picked it back up in several days. It’s highly unlikely that I’ll be able to finish the book by Tuesday – but perhaps I’ll give it a try. I mean, who needs to do anything besides curl up on the couch with a 500 page book?
For some reason, I feel guilty returning library books unread. I feel like someone else could have been reading them in that time.
Besides just not having read the books, I’m also behind on reviewing those I have read. Maybe this will be the push I need to get some reviews written. I like to have a few posts drafted so I can keep a somewhat regular posting schedule. It’s nice to have some waiting in reserve in case I get too busy to write much or I haven’t finished any books so I have nothing to talk about.
In other news, I’m super excited that my plans to (at least temporarily) return to New York have been realized. Okay, technically I’ll be staying with my cousin in New Jersey, but I’ll be working in Manhattan for 10 weeks, starting at the beginning of March. I can’t wait! And hopefully wither the hubby or I will find a permanent position up there so we’ll be able to stay for good 🙂
That’s me in front of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, maybe 18 months ago, give or take. It was during the annual Museum Mile fest, where you get free admission to awesome museums like the Met, the Guggenheim, the Museum for African Art, and more. Plus there’s music and chalk painting and people wandering in the closed-to-traffic street. Yeah, I miss that city.