What Have I Done??!!

So, being fully registered for school, I took a trip to the University book store to beat the rush and pick up any books that were already available. Ok, ok.... more just cause I wanted to go onto campus as an "official student". In any case, I made use of this trip to pick up 4 of my textbooks that were available. And what a shock! It's amazing I didn't drop dead of a heart attack right then and there!
The first shock came, when my friend Claudia (who was being ever so helpful) dropped a Hebew textbook in my hands. It was at that moment, that my heart seemed to stop, the room started to spin, and my lunch began to churn. As I stared at the book, that was only a few centimeters thick, with it's odd series of squiggles and markings, I realized that not only was it covered an a foreign language, but the book opened backwards and the authors name was written on the top. The whole book was backwards. I took it from her, and turned it over in my hands trying to figure out if it was perhpas mis-printed or bound wrong. It was at that very moment that the words flew out of my mouth... "What have I done??" I began to wonder if perhaps I should have listened to all those people who said Greek was the way to go.
As I stood in shock, mouth hanging open, staring at the book, Claudia's 9 year old son gazed up at me, and I began to pray, yet again. "O Lord! Please, please, please let this be the wrong book!!"
As has been the custom, God answered. It was indeed NOT the book I needed and once again my heart began to beat.
I continued to search, somewhat clumsily, and with the help of one of the bookstore employees for the remainder of the available books and came up with 4 . (I appologize to all staff, and fellow students if I appeared incredibly inept! I'm sure some 18 year old was sniggering on the other side of the shelves!)
After browsing around at the college wear and scoping out everyone's Christmas gifts (sorry guys.... I guess I just spoiled it.. you're all getting Western Wear for Christmas this year!), I made my way to the cash to pay for said 4 books.
Well, if the Hebrew text didn't do me in, the next conversation almost did!
To ease you into this, you have to know something about me. I am a huge reader. I LOVE books, admittedly, they are one of my big vices. I am always waiting for them to go on sale. I rarely pay full price for a book, and if I do, it had better be a great read!
So, I arrive at the cash with all 4 books in my arm (which is now feeling like rubber as they were quite heavy!), all new and shiny and fresh, as there were no used editions. The cashier, was a pleasant young lady. She was likely working there to put herself through her first degree (she was that young!). She pleasently greeted me and rang through my books, and then looked up at me, with her big doe eyes, and perfect smile and said, "That will be $165 please."
Once again my jaw hit the floor, and I muttered, "What have I done?!"
I handed over the credit card, closed my eyes and waited.
Sweetly, she looked at me and said,"It's ok, that's not that bad." It wouldn't have been so bad if that had been all the books I needed to purchase, but that was only half of what was required for the FIRST TERM alone!
It has been 15 years (don't tell anyone!) since I purchased University texts, and I had forgotten just how expensive they are.
If anyone out there happens to have used texts they are wanting to get rid of.. please, message me and I'll share my book list!!
It's been about a week now since this incident, and although there are moments when I still ask, "What have I done?" I have accepted the fact, that I need to be challenged in order to grow, and as long as God allows me into heaven when I actually have a heart attack, I'll do my best to roll with it, and allow myself to be moulded by my creator.