I am a BOOK WHORE

There.

I said it.

Isn't the first step admitting your problem?

If I'm a hoarder of anything, it's books.

I LOVE them.

I live and breathe them.

They are like a drug to me.

I've GOT TO HAVE THEM near me.

We cart around about 60-70 paperbacks in our trailer so I can ALWAYS have a book on hand. When we are in Arizona during the winter months, we frequent the local library so we always have a bunch of books out. When we come back to Illinois to visit family, we use my son's library card so that we can take advantage of that local library.

Which happens to be where I used to work.

It's like having a druggie work at a pharmacy.

I know.

When new books were brought into circulation, they'd have a little yellow circle sticker on their binding. All these new books would make my heart go pitter-patter. I kid you not.

I'd put books on hold that I wanted to read, and when a hold came in for me (even to this day), my eyes light up like a junkie who sees his drug of choice right in front of his eyes.

Sometimes I'd have 15 books checked out at a time. I'd spread them all out on my bed and sit there, pick each one up lovingly, put it down, pick up the next one, etc. Then I'd pile them in the order in which I needed to read them according to their due date. I would have slept with them surrounding me in my bed if it weren't for the fact that, duh, I had a husband.

I keep a running list of all the books I want to read. It's on an Excel spreadsheet, listed in alphabetical order by author's last name.

I am dead serious.

I read reviews in People magazine, Good Reads, Amazon, Book Page, and I get newsletters from the library on upcoming books.

Jim isn't too bothered by my obsession since he is a voracious reader himself. But he doesn't collect books like me. But believe me, he collects a whole lot of other crap. But that's another post.

So what's your drug of choice?