Number 125

Last Saterday Isaac and I got a babysitter and had plans to go see a movie. We were late and missed the movie, so instead we went to Borders and looked around. I love Borders and their beautifully displayed books. We left an hour later with a list of books we wanted to check out from the local library. As much as I love buying books, Isaac and I are devoted library go-ers. It saves us space (which is nice when you don't have a lot of space), saves us money, and saves us the horrible experience of buying a book, only to read it and realize you don't like it and are now stuck it. On our list, we each had 1 book we really wanted to check out (and after a 1/2 an hour of sitting at Borders reading the first chapters, we were both really excited to continue to books). I went today to try and check them out. Isaac's book has a waiting list of 14 people. He complained about having to wait that long until I looked up the book I wanted (Stephanie Meyer's new book). The book I wanted had a waiting list of 124 - I was 125 on the list. 125! Seriously!?! So disappointed. So, sometime next year I should be reading my book. At least, thanks to Borders, I have a list of other books to read while I am waiting.