Lately I've had the tendency to start things and then drop them, right smack in the middle. It's awfully irresponsible of me to do so, but I couldn't have it any other way. I do carry the guilt of owning 1/2 read books due to lack of interest, though.
I took my Mini Me to Barnes & Noble over the weekend to let him pick out some books as a reward for straight A's. He asks me, "Mom, aren't you getting one?" I pondered the idea for a good while because I thought to myself, "Why that's a grand idea, son!" Then I heard the whispers of long forgotten books luring my brain back into my closet (which is where my bookcase is): "You haven't finished reading us!! Remember you found us so appealing when you adopted us. We were orphans looking for a great home and now... we're trapped here becuase you've only given us some of your attention. Please.... come back. We don't want a new un-read neighbor." Needless to say, a pretty book summoned me over and said, "Take me home! I'm filled with wonderful bits of useless information!" And I went home w/ another adopted book. :D
Thanks for sharing!
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