being a good girl is so hard
t needed to purchase a book for school (he is going back!!! to work on being a principal!!! which is, like, the bestest job ever for him!!!). this morning we got up early, had breakfast and went to the bookstore. to the bookstore. where i found a thousand books that i have always wanted to read and never have.
i have this internal dialogue in bookstores that goes like this:
me: have you read that?
me: no. but i have always wanted to.
me: didn't so-and-so read that and love it?
me: yes. i've always wanted to read that.
that dialogue continues on like that for every book. i want you to know, i walked out of the bookstore, without having purchased a single book. not a one. nada. nothing. i am that good sometimes...

Oh, not good at all...I don't support walking out of bookstores empty-handed, my friend...
hey the girl. i know. neither do i. but i can't carry all those books to france with me, and i can't think about them while i am in france. not to mention, i have a reading list of things to buy and read... in france.