I swear, there is something in the air at this place.
Every time I walk in there with ONE particular book in mind, I come out with that book, plus eleventy billion others that I have no idea when I will find the time to read.
Take, for example, last week. I went to the library to pick up How Green Was My Valley by Richard Llewellyn. I really, truly, try to limit my library books lately, because I have SO SO many unread books at home (not to mention on my Kindle). But I NEEDED this book for my Around the World in 12 Books challenge. So borrowing was imperative.
I was kind of in a hurry, so I walked in, located the book, and done. I was walking towards the checkout desk, thinking about my other book challenges this year, and remembered the Foodies Read challenge. And I thought, "Huh, I've only done one foodie book so far this year...maybe I'll pick up one of those too. JUST ONE."
I wander over to the nonfiction area and peruse the food/cooking section. Suddenly I am inundated with choices. So many good choices. I CAN'T HANDLE ALL THE CHOICES.
It was at this point that I blacked out.
When I came to, I was in my car with How Green Was My Valley, as well as The Nasty Bits by Anthony Bourdain, Beaten, Seared, and Sauced by Jonathan Dixon, and Blood, Bones, and Butter by Gabrielle Hamilton. Also, Yes, Chef by Marcus Samuelsson is on my holds list now, apparently.
Ah well, at-home TBR pile. We will meet again another day.