So remember how I said that no new books would be allowed to enter my home? I may, just may, have broken the hubby’s cardinal rule of buying a new book only after reading one I already own.
I am a bibliophile.
I am ashamed to admit that I buy way more books than I read. My husband, although initially incredibly supportive of my hoarding habit (as all newly wed husbands tend to be of their wife’s fleeting passions), has now imposed a ban on any further books entering our home. Poor guy still thinks he has a say. Shhhhh… let’s not burst his bubble just yet, shall we?