forgetful

Don't you hate it when you are going on a trip and you feel like you have forgotten something? Last night as I lay in bed ready to fall asleep I remember counting 4 things that I needed to remember this morning before I left for the airport. This morning I was able to remember 3 of them, but can't think of what the 4th one was, for the life of me. I hope it wasn't super important ;-) I'm going to assume it wasn't that important since I didn't remember it, but that may not be the best assumption.

Went to the public library book sale yesterday. They do this sale in a huge old airplane hangar in Magnuson Park in Seattle. There are books from all genres there. When we went into the building I told david that I wasn't going to over-do it and I was just going to get books I really wanted. Then we split up to search our favorite areas. Well, about 1 hour later, I sent him a text telling him that I lied. My bag was full of books and I was still trying to find more. He came and found me and let me use his bag for some of my books, luckily. All in all, I found 28 paperbacks of fiction that I wanted. Some of them are part of series of books by the same author, and a few are classic fiction and some are by authors I've never heard of but the book jacket and/or title caught my eye, and the book summary seemed interesting.

The only frustration is that I would find 2 books of a 3 part series, and not be able to find the third book. There is a series by Fern Michaels like that. I read something by her awhile ago that was about Kentucky and basically the ups and downs of a family there- which I enjoyed. Well, I found one about Las Vegas, but couldn't find one of the 3 books. Trick is, it seems that the book I am missing is the first one in the trilogy. So, I've going to have to find that one at a used bookstore before I can read the other two.

But I couldn't help but smile to be walking away with 28 books for 28 bucks!