you must live in the present,
launch yourself on every wave,
find your element in each moment. -thoreau
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
pilfering from the county library
so i checked out this book, read it slowly (out of style for me) and had to renew online. my renewed due date was jan 20, on which day i was in bend waiting to meet a friend who is massively pregnant... waiting for her to call... waiting so long i thought surely she was having the baby because why else would she ditch me? (turns out her 10 minute doctors appointment turned into a 2 hour appointment.)
anyhow, i ran out of errands to do so harvey and i were sitting in the car outside the library for a good 25 minutes, just chilling. i finally got out, put harvey on the leash, and we walked to the front of the library. i dropped the book in, read the instructions that say "deposit two at a time", and thought to myself "what if you only have one book? then what are you to do?" and chuckled to myself. i opened the slot a second time to make sure that the book dropped in all the way (an obsessive habit that i thought would pay off, but turns out it isn't worth the extra second and a half).
anyhow, all this story climaxes when i start to get emails last week from the library saying that the book is now overdue and would i please be a good library patron and bring it back to them ASAP. what?!? i am not a book thief! i got two of these emails and then called to inform them of the vivid memory i have of returning the book and that i KNOW it is there. they said they would check and let me know. just now i get an email that it is not on their shelves and would i please search my house and car again. ahh! a perfect library record ruined. and i am pretty certain that all of this is coming back around to bite me because i was critical of my friend megan's library patronage and misuse this summer, ridiculing her for accruing over $15 in fines.
the book was the tree of yoga, which was supposed to teach me let things go and to seek harmony within myself. i am unsure that iyengar (the author) knew the feeling that plagues me of having a tainted library record, otherwise i am sure he would have dedicated a chapter to forgiving yourself, and the library.