For more years than you can count on two hands, we've been saying we MUST sort through our nearly fifty years' accumulation of books and pare down the numbers.
During the past year of remodeling our kitchen and living room, we had to pull books off the shelves and pack them away in boxes. Some of the books were put back on shelves as we constructed them, but not in much of any rhyme or reason order.
We've still got all the books on the shelves over the three double windows in the kitchen and about five boxes that have been packed away since we moved here (going on sixteen years ago) to sort into stacks.
Oh, and I just remembered the small book shelf area in the bathroom to bring out to the sorting areas, too.
As soon as we have ALL the books initially sorted through, we'll work on categorizing them on shelves and in bookcases thinking that (duh!) we might then be able to actually find a book when we're looking for it.
The plan is to get rid of ones we no longer want to keep. Yep, we're going to be ruthless in paring down the number of books we have. Wish us luck on that because have you noticed it's hard to get rid of a book you've lived with for so long? It's going to be harder on my dear husband because he's definitely more of a "but there might be some information in that book that we'll need sometime" thinker than I am.
This morning we ate breakfast standing at the kitchen counter because . . . well, the table was full of books. It's still full of books. Maybe more books even than this morning.
Good grief, what have we gotten ourselves into?
the quotidian (10.23.17)
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