Oh, please, please stop me from ever buying a van even if I say that I really want one.

Cripes. I had to go to the main library this morning to pick up the library van because I'm going up to Baton Rouge for a workshop on marketing your library. Just driving the library van makes me nervous because it is the library's van. Second, my main driving thing is a Saturn, which is much smaller than a van. Third, I couldn't figure out how to do many important things in this van.

For instance, I couldn't find out how to turn the headlights on. I couldn't figure out how to turn the air conditioner on. I did end up figuring it out. I did, however, know how to get the darn thing moving on the first try, even though it had one of those shift things by the steering wheel. Those are stupid.

Now I'm at my library, waiting for my workshop friend to get here so we can go. Before I came inside, I had a heck of a time getting the key out of the ignition. I had to look in the book, and it made me feel really stupid, but I'm ok with that because I get to go to Baton Rouge today instead of staying here and I'm off tomorrow.

Shawn says that we're going to the thrift stores! And Sandi's coming home again! Oh, long weekend. How I love you.