Yesterday I did a bunch of cartwheels just to make sure I still can. I still can.
I also do this from time to time (and I especially can’t resist a big open field for such purposes) just to make sure I can. I am convinced I’ll officially be ‘old’ when I can no longer do a cartwheel.
Let’s talk about libraries. Libraries! “Oh, hello, are you a person? Great, you’ve met our qualifications. Please enjoy unlimited borrowing of any number of any books. Do we not have the book you seek? Let us know and we will buy it so that you can read it. You will owe us nothing. Stay as long as you want.” Libraries are like pleasant, real-life morphine dreams.
Getting a library card is on my to-do list this week and I am so excited to combine my cheap-assness with my love of reading! Because buying books is expensive, y’all!