I just got back from a bunch of errands. I picked up Ryan from my mom’s house. He had been staying with her since Sunday. I have to admit, while I missed him, I also didn’t miss him, if that makes any sense.
After I got him, we ran like “stri-ped apes” (as my grandmother used to say, and yes she pronounced striped as stri-ped) to a Wal-mart about twenty miles from my mom’s house. There I met with a woman from the [private] County Barter/Trade/Sell group. I bought 32 (32!!!) romance novels for $15. Though I wound up paying her $20, as I had just hit up an ATM and didn’t have any bills smaller than a $20. But still… $20 for 32 romance novels? Even factoring in the gallon of gas used for the trip there and back, it was still well worth it.
Now I can’t wait for this night to end so I can curl up with a new book! <3


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