You know how people say that a behavior becomes a problem once you start hiding it from others? Well, I may have finally reached that point with books.
I've been looking for jobs since graduation (no such luck, but if you're hiring, let me know!) and went to the library. I did have books to pick up as well, but I ended up with quite a few extras. Since I'm currently reading around 4 books and just got 2 (oh wait, just got another one for review, so 3) books in the mail, I decided that maybe my family shouldn't see all the books I got at the library. They are hidden (albeit not very well, but putting them on an already out-of-control pile of books is pretty decent camouflage, right?), and now I have to wonder about my book addiction.
Well, at least it doesn't cause me bodily harm (except some achy arm/hand muscles from holding lots of books) or risk my life. Also, when I get them from the library, I'm not spending exorbitant amounts of money.
OK. I just talked myself into denial of my "problem." We're good.
6 hours ago