But there is another weird reason why the library has become my go-to spot when the kids need to get out of the house (seriously, I’m in there a couple times a week during the school year). It’s not having kids, although I do love to bring them there on rainy days so they can play with the toys, pretend in the puppet show theater, and pick out a few good bedtime stories to bring home. It’s not the ever-growing list of movie titles (including documentaries, mainstream flicks, kids’ programs, series, and even exercise DVDs).
So what is it? The library has cured my need for compulsive shopping. Yes, I will admit it: I have a bad compulsive shopping habit. Now, it is a mild habit in comparison to those people you see on Hoarders or Intervention or something. I don’t have thousands and thousands of dollars in debt. That’s where I curb my problem. However, I can drop a pretty penny faster than most people I know if left off the leash for too long. But the library is my outlet now.
When I visit the library, I can scan shelves galore until my heart’s content. I can grab a bag and fill it up. Fiction, nonfiction, DVD, you name it. Then when I go to the checkout register, there’s no bill. I take everything in my bag and my little receipt with the due dates on it and I go home. Not a penny spent. See, for me, it’s always been about the acquisition, not the spending. Now, I can take home whatever I want for a whole month (usually) and not be worried about a credit card bill.
Ahhh, pure bliss. I don't think it gets more magical than that.