Oh Bloody Hell...

I'm using this great face of my little red headed book child to express my emotion for going to ANOTHER book sale.

(pretty freakin' adorable, huh?)

Anyway, so I resisted this giant book sale ALL weekend. Our metro area Half Price Bookstores had a warehouse sale in our Grandstand building on our State Fair grounds. For those of you who have never been to the Minnesota State Fair, this just means HUGE, really HUGE! Their tag line was "Nothing over $3.00"

Holy crap, my heart is beating. I don't need anymore books. Seriously, I could build a house with the books I own and not to mention my TBR list is enormous.

But I went. Yes, but not early enough armed with muscles and a hot cup of coffee. No, I went with my husband and son with the idea that "hey we could take a little drive, he could take a nap, we could both run in, take turns and take a loop around and see if we want anything quick..." yada yada.

Yeah, right.

We got there at 4:45. It closed at 6:00. I told my husband I would call in 10 minutes and then we could swap. I entered the warehouse FULL...really FULL of books, music, records and movies. Okay, this was going to take awhile. No problem. I'll browse quickly. (nervous laugh)

Right away I realized there was no order, no genre subsection, nothing. Just paperback or hardcover. Kids was separate, that was nice of them. (cringe) Usually this doesn't bother me but when you got limited time, it sucks!

About 7 minutes in a nice young fella who worked there said "Hey fill your box for $5".

What?! Are you serious? I only have 3 minutes. Didn't he know that?

Now completly overwhelmed and full of game show adrenaline, I busted a move. I swept through each isle like my pants were on fire, chucking books in the box simply because they looked familiar and i HAD to have them. I called my husband at 10 minutes in and said "Honey, you gotta call me in 20 minutes, I need more time, but YOU have to call Me because I am totally focused here!" My husband is a completely laid back guy who really just wanted to take a peak at the music, nothing else so it didn't matter to him. He said "Yep, will do."

At this point, I hauled ass. (sorry for the rough language but these were serious times). But then I got all inquisite and started questioning myself. "Michelle, do you really need any of these books? Are you really going to read any of these in a timely fashion?" Well, gee, I don't have an answer for that, so shut it!

Well, this inner quarrel prevented me from filling my box. :(

My husband called promptly 20 mintues later after I had filled half...half! my box. I then dumped it in a secret location and ran out to the car, where the babe was sleeping soundly. My husband, poor guy, only had 15 minutes to browse by that time. Don't worry he grabbed the box from the secret location.

He filled up the rest and we came home with $4.84 worth of fun.

Lesson learned from this story... Just go to the freakin' book sale early in the day when the husband offered to stay home with babe and fill the damn box. You deserve it!

(sigh)

I'm too ashamed to even list the few books I got. poo.

* red headed book child