like a kid in a candy shop

Today I went into a store at the mall for the first time in quite a while.  Oh, I have been in a drug store a couple of times to pick up necessities but this was so much better.  This was a book store.  My favorite kind of store in the world.  I wore my mask and stayed behind the 6-foot line at checkout.  Not a problem with crowds.  I got to the store shortly after it opened at 10am and discovered that the rest of the mall didn't open until 11:00.  All this helped to make me feel that the store was open just for me and the parking lot had also been reserved for my use.  I was there for one specific purpose, to buy a cookbook for my grandson and I found one that looks really good.  Of course I had to take some time to browse.  It felt like the whole place was saying "Welcome home Luci; come on in and spend, spend, spend." Lucky for me I had just last week gotten some books from the library via curb side pick-up so I was able to exert some self control.  Goodness knows what will happen when the library actually opens.  They have a limit of 10 books at a time for curb side pick-up which seems like a lot.  The most I have reserved at a time so far is four.  A friend who works at the library tells me that in ordinary times some patrons have up to 100 books checked out at a time.  I can't imagine this but, once I can get in the building, I know that, like the people who stocked up on toilet paper. I will be tempted to hoard an ample supply.  You never know when things may shut down again.