I just remembered, with no reminders at all, that my campus library books had to be renewed today.
And I actually remembered my password.
These books that I haven’t read have now been successfully renewed. On time. For the eleventh month in a row.
I have one month, seriously, seriously, seriously, to read them. And take meticulous notes. And write the paper that’s been hanging over my head for four years.
But none of that matters today, because I win at renewing books.