Libragirl

I love to read. Love it. I read to escape and to find happiness in other worlds and live in my imagination

I want to read 60 books this year. It’s easy. I read 19 in January. I am not reading War and Peace. I read light fun easy reads Escapism at its best.

But

The book I’m reading now. I HATE but I have to finish it. Because that’s me.

But this book sucks so hard

I will be saving money because I lowered my mortgage. Maybe I will join a gym to work out. I only like treadmills and that type but once I get home I don’t want to go out for a walk. Especially since its dark

I’ll see when I actually see money saved

I did what I planned mostly. That’s fine for now. Slowly doing what I have to

Now if the apps would sync from the phone to the iPad

I am not going to do a new year post. I slept through it. It just a night

I have stuff planned for the year. I hope I do it

I was a stupid child (and sometimes a stupid adult)

When I was little, my brother convinced me I went to Kindergarten twice.   I believed him until I was in my 30′s, when my mom and I were having a conversation and I said something about being in kindergarten 2x.     When she stopped laughing at me, she pointed out that had I done kindergarten twice,  I would have been one of the oldest in the class, not the youngest.     I think it just proves I suck at math, which is why I would believe my brother when he told me I did it twice.  I was bad at math, had to get better at it before going to first grade  (makes sense to me)

When I was little, I had a toy cash register, as most kids do.    One day my brother and I were playing store (my brother must have either been bored, or punished if he was playing store with me)   and he was the cashier and when I went to pay he told me I could not buy stuff that was not on sale.      I believed this as well until I started shopping on my own.   I would go shopping w/ my mom and sometimes my dad would come along, but not often, and I always thought everything she bought was on sale.    Once I started shopping on my own, when I was 30 and lived on my own (shut up,  I didn’t want to rent) and went food shopping and nothing was on sale (Coupons were a new concept to me as well)

Come to think of it, maybe I wasn’t a stupid child, maybe my brother was really mean.

He doesn’t remember telling me these things, but knows he did, because that’s what older brothers do. Torment the younger child.      It’s like a law or something.