After a few long weeks at work and a small meltdown lamenting my lack of reading time lately (partly because my cutie pie dog barks at me when we're alone), my guy suggests a trip to B&N to browse. Yes, the answer is more books on my TBR that I'm not reading! 😂 I was really good at showing restraint until I wasn't. Once you pick up one book, you're already going to wait in line to pay, so you might as well grab two more, am I right?