My life story in a nutshell...

I love my home.  Its a beautiful home, but I am not much of a housekeeper.  That's not a really big secret, its just a fact.  So I checked out a book from the library on home organization, thinking I might change the very nature of my being.  I sat down a few times to read it, but was interrupted, then forgot about it.  Then I received an email from the library saying it was overdue.  Already????  I resolved to read it for real this time, as I'm sure it could change my life forever.  I found it in my car.  It was wet from a water bottle that had spilled.  I read a few chapters and layed it on the kitchen counter, where it acquired some bbq sauce.  So now I have what was a brand new sparkly library book, which is overdue, water damaged and stained with bbq sauce racking up late fees.  Should I still try to read it or concede and return that poor book to its rightful owner?