A friend sent me this image – a friend who knows me very well. And loves me in spite of the knowledge.
One could substitute the word “shoes” with clothes, jewelry, make-up, purses*… They’d all fit. I’m not a girlie-girl – and I’m quite okay with that.
Yes, I am addicted to books but there are worse addictions. And perhaps I have one of those, too. But never mind that…
Twice in the past few months I have gathered up books I’ve read and taken them to the used book store. The last time I took six, bought twelve and paid only $45.00. Ah, joy - ah, bliss. Twelve books! And only $3.75 per book. Yes, I must keep in mind what I paid for the original six but most were bought at the same store. And think of the money I save by not purchasing what I consider non-essentials.*
I may look like hell and be on the MOST WANTED list of the fashion police (one of my sisters is a member of the force) but I am well read.
Yes, I own and wear this t-shirt. With pride. But usually under something else when in public.
P.S. I’ve written about my book addiction before but it happens to be a recurring theme in my life. The spot-on image I received prompted this post.
photo credit: http://whispering-literature.tumblr.com/page/3