Every November at work, we have a book sale. First two days of the sale, soft covers are $1 and hard covers are $2. I went to spend $15, and I did. Easily. I felt like a kid in a candy story. I am now stocked for at least two months. I even found a few books that I was looking for, and some I had not idea that I wanted to read but their covers intrigued me.
Then I went back when then sell as much as they can off for 10 cents a book. Ahem. Talk about feeding an addiction.
For $16 I bought 25 books. I was feeling generous and I gave two away. I was gleeful for hours. It was a strange day. They also had a mammogram clinic at work - and now being 40 - I knew I "should" have one.. so I got squished (not as terrible as I expected) and then went for the obvious retail therapy.