Book Buying Hiatus

About a month ago, I ran into D.I. to look for something while my family waited for me in the car. I didn't find what I was looking for, but I did come out with five books. I only spent six dollars, so really Utah Dad wasn't upset about the money. He reminded me of the three shelves of books in my bedroom and the stack of books on my night stand that I still have to read. And then he forbid me to buy any more books until . . .

I read a book of his choice.

I agreed (after all, I had plenty of books to read already).  He has accused me several times of cheating because there have been several book packages in the mailbox since we made the deal but I had previously ordered them, or won them from Goodreads.com and of course, (thank goodness) I  preordered Mockingjay.

I've been good and I haven't bought any books since we made the deal. (Scholastic Book Orders don't count. Right? Those books are for the kids.) But now I want to buy The Help to read for the book club. This morning I told him he better pick that book for me to read. He spent some time looking through his book shelves for the perfect choice.

Utah Dad's books fall in three categories: historical, political, or religious. I enjoy the scriptures, biographies and narrative histories but I don't usually choose to read academically interpretive histories (aka text books). But I guess I will now.

I've got to hurry and finish reading The Power of One so that I can start reading American Slavery - American Freedom: The Ordeal of Colonial Virginia by Edmund S. Morgan (doesn't that sound exciting) so that I can buy and read The Help. Oh boy.

I think this might be an indication of my book addiction problem.