That's like...that's like having forever.
So when I stopped at the library after leaving the nursing home yesterday, instead of just dropping off some books, I stayed. For over an hour. I kept thinking, I can do this. I can stay as long as I want. Because I've got tomorrow.
The Cragin Library, where I was yesterday, has been one of my library haunts for years. I thought it was okay, but I was so wrong. You know how journalists keep saying that Meghan Markle and Kate Middleton stun because of something they're wearing that half the time is just so-so? Yeah, yesterday, the Cragin Library stunned.
Yesterday, it was as if that library knew my interests.
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Then I went wandering around the New Adult Nonfiction (where there isn't a bench) and came upon a book on minimalism that, again, I had heard about a few months back. Next I saw a book of essays by someone I'd never heard of, but they were supposed to by amusing. And I write essays! What showed up next but a book on writing flash fiction that looked pretty good. Guess what...I write flash fiction, too.
Then I go down to the Children's Department and pick up a couple of things including Grandfather's Journey by Allen Say. Now that I'm going to try to use for a speech therapy project I'm working on with an elder.
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It was an amazing library visit, just amazing. I came home drunk on books, unable to decide what to start with. I'm still overwhelmed and after cooking for a few hours today, I spent a couple of hours this afternoon reading old newspapers rather than decide where to begin with my library treasure. I have an embarrassment of riches here.
This weekend was a big one in Connecticut for children's lit activities. I could have used some of my found time to head out to an event. I feel a tiny bit guilty about that. But, in reality, I suspect nothing I could have done would have been as terrific as that library trip.
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