You know, like when you want something for so long and you wish for it so much and by the time you get it, you've already forgotten why you really wanted it in the first place? You soon realize that what you wanted is actually really lame, you were just addicted to wanting it.
Alright, so maybe that's not exactly how I felt about getting a library card, but I did feel like this branch was playing a little hard to get.
Eventually the library caved, and I made Day 51's thing I've never done before join my public library.
The new East Atlanta Public Library opened within the last couple of years and is less than a mile from my house. So it's fairly new and very nice.
I really love to read. I am a reader. At least I was before I started this little experiment. Joining the library will be good for me, I figured, since I spend way too much money on books (I don't know why, but I love owning books.) and am running out of space to put them. So joining the library could help me satisfy my love of books and my desire to create less clutter in my life.
1. This library, while nice looking, has one of the poorest book selections I've ever come across. Pathetic.
2. There is little to no chance that I'm ever going to have time to go to the library, much less read any book. All thanks to my delinquent blogging, any ounce of freetime I'm spending writing and proofreading (I know, you're shocked that I actually edit these, but it's true).
Nonetheless, I have my very own library card! I checked out two books with it, but have since returned them both, reading the first 5 pages of one and reading just the flaps of the other. If I ever catch up on writing and feel like giving the library another chance, I may venture back there. Only if I have time, though, and there seems to be less and less of that every day.
Take that, East Atlanta Public Library, look who's playing hard to get now.