I love the library. In fact we go there almost EVERY day. Maybe it’s because I love books; I want to read them, and caress them and smell them.
Sorry, I was starting to drool.
I kind of think it’s because I’m cheap and everything there is free….Free….FREE!
But all that borrowing, times 6 people (chris, four kids and me) adds up to the occasional fine. It’s never been more than 2 dollars at a time but much to my surprise, when I went in the other day they told me I had a fine of $12 and the offending three movies still hadn’t been returned yet.
Twelve Smackeroos, guys.
That’s like 500 bucks on the budget we’re living on. My husband was going to Fuh-reak out. Well, as much as any passive, mellow, introverted guy can. So I went home stunned and determined to look in every nook and cranny I could find before I had to fess up to Chris.
In a panic I checked under, behind and around the T.V. I checked our private DVD collection. I checked the basket we keep our library books in so they Don’t Get Lost, I checked under the seats in both cars, I checked all the backpacks and tote bags.
I finally reconciled with the fact that I was going to have to buy 3 new DVD’s for the library to the tune of about $60 because I knew I didn’t have them. But as I walked into the library a little voice told me to check the shelves.
I headed for the nonfiction section to look for the Deadliest Catch DVD. Hmmm. There it was sitting all cute on the shelf, just waiting for me to find it. I headed to find the next one and lo and behold, there was the Swiss Family Robinson movie they said I hadn’t returned. And the third was some dumb PBS show about the first road trip in an automobile, a movie so boring we turned it off after 10 minutes. And yep, you guessed it. Snuggled right back into its original spot.
I walked up to the desk, trying to be humble and hold in the “neener, neener, told you so” that was on the tip of my tongue. I pointed out their error, got my record expunged and left that building with a big ole smile on my face.