Damn, I'm such a klutz. Every morning I make myself a latte with my little espresso maker, then sit down for 15 minutes to read at the kitchen table while I sip a bit of it before heading out the door for work. This morning I picked the cup up by the lid (stupid, stupid, stupid) and it came off, dumping the entire contents of my latte all over my brand new book, The Mysterious Miss M by Diane Gaston. Shit, shit, shit! The entire kitchen table was floating and the mess waterfalled into my shoes on the floor. Lovely! And I was doing so well this morning, I was actually going to be early for work.
Thank goodness I had a cloth book cover on the book and only the edges got soaked, so I'll still be able to read it I hope. I'll have to let it dry and hope the pages don't stick together. What else can you do for a wet book? Now the pages will dry all ripply and I probably won't be able to trade it.
I guess I should be glad it wasn't a library book. A few years ago I had a car with a sun roof (loved that car) and left it outside in the rain with the sun roof open (I know, I'm an idiot!). There floating in a puddle in the front seat was my library book! Thankfully, they let me replace it rather than having to pay the full price. I found a used like new copy at the UBS. I was afraid Bob would have a fit about the soaked interior of the car but he just shrugged. Water dries, he says. Go figure. But it's hell on books.
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4 comments:
Hopefully the book can be saved.
Several years ago I had the house to myself (this was BC--before child) for a long weekend and I dumped chinese dipping sauce all over the book I had saved just for that weekend. I wasn't happy.
Oh, crap. I can identify. That's worse than a latte or water. :)
I'm sorry. Do you have dogs? ;)
Bob has put all the chewed up books in a box so I can make a list and re-buy them. What a sweetie. Still don't have the heart to open the box.
Also, I ordered some books online that could not be found in stores anywhere (books on handbinding journals) so I thought, hey, they say I can return them. I ordered them and promptly figured out they were not what I needed. Did I get them back before the 30 days? Okay, day 28 I jump in the car but there is snow but I don't notice it because, uh, yeah, my car is a pit. I do however, have the seat warmer on and the books got wet. I was fuming! So I drive back home dry them the best I could and put them between heavy books.
Day 30 arrives and I take the books out. One book looks just fine the other a little wobbly but I'm thinking no one will notice.
They went over these books with a fine tooth comb. Finally the manager said she could take the one book but not the other one.
Talk about being mad at yourself. I'm a numbnut. Taught myself not to order books I haven't seen with my own eyes ;)
CindyS
No dogs, Cindy, but I have a cat who likes to chew on the corners of books while I'm reading them because she wants me to put the damn thing down and pet her. What a brat!
You amaze me because I do that kind of stuff all the time. I'm the worst procrastinator. You'd think I'd learn my lesson but I never do.
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