It's been due since September.
At first, I had it. Then three weeks went by and *poof *suddenly it was due.
Then I couldn't locate it so I renewed it for another 3 weeks. That brought us to October.
Then I still couldn't find it. I renewed it for the 2nd and final time we are allowed to renew it. That took me to the first week of November.
Then something magical happened.
I was at the library picking up some books while on a break from my little Saturday job. The lady in front of me took waaaaay too long and my break was almost over by the time I got to the counter to take out my books.
I was explaining that I had to get going when the clerk--who I am well-known to since she sees me twice a week when I get out books--says "Give me your card and go! I'll take care of it."
"I think there are some overdue books."
"Don't worry. I'll override it."
That brought me to December.
Then I renewed it again. That brought me to the middle of December.
Then I thought it was time to face the music and pay for the book that my house has eaten. I told the other librarian that I think I had misplaced it and that I should pay for it.
She shook her head. "I'll renew it one more time. Why don't you see what you can find at home."
That brings me to next week.
A week that is approaching rather quickly in my mind.
Especially since cupboards have been searched, bookcases moved, underwear drawers looked in (I am desperate. I know, who puts a book in their underwear drawer? I can't think straight when I'm desperate), and I even took a trip to the garage to see if I might have accidentally recycled it.
Can't find it.
Can't find it all.
And the worst part is...
I've never even read it.