It’s not paper next on the Konmari list, its books…they are next. The object is to get rid of everything.
If you know me or any other person who has lost everything once or twice, getting
rid of things is hard. Getting rid of
books is the hardest thing of all for me.
I started two days ago over in the far corner. These are books I rarely look at. Books that have useful information like
pencil techniques, like architectural illustration techniques from 1910 through
the 90’s. That sort of thing.
On the same shelves are the poetry and philosophy. Fashion.
Style history. Metaphysical. Poetry.
Do I need four I CHINGS? Do I
need twenty poetry chapbooks by Patty? Where
is the one chapbook I wrote about Duck?
Intermixed with these orts are George books: cars, truck, and tool books. I’m not getting rid of these. I’ll put them in his favorite seating spot
and let him sort them out. In the
meantime, you can find me holding each book in my hands, slowly. Does it give me joy? If I don’t keep them, I will remember to
thank them for being in my life. Or….I
will hope they go to a wonderful new home.
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- Himself: He’s at the maker place working on Bobbies boxes. She’s caught the cold and is miserably at home.
- Myself: I couldn’t seem to wake up this morning and dozed till 0830. That’s all the way through breakfast and coffee. Perhaps too heavy a dinner last night.
- Photo: Me…MGB.
- Reading: Just finished an awful book about being a ER Doc. I shelved Young Adult books yesterday, and I wasn’t happy with all the misery I was seeing on the pages.
- Gratitude’s: That I am finally awake and going down to play with books.
That's another fine photo. You have a ton of them.
ReplyDeleteGood luck with the books.
I have thousands,...thanks.
DeleteLook at the furniture! Look at the entry way Boston fern table! Look at the turned legs on it, like in every grandmother's home in my childhood. Such contentment they exuded. It was the solidity and constancy of my childhood. I am so sorry you shelved misery all afternoon.
ReplyDelete...and now I am home deleting once loved books. You didn't say anything about that Morris Rocker. It is a charmer.
DeleteMy daughter keeps two on her (covered) porch in the summer. I found them in two separate thrift stores, a couple of years apart. She had them refinished, repaired, re-cushioned. They are wonderful.
DeletePS--I hope you do not get rid of those baskets, except to a museum or another collector.
DeleteBefore we moved to this island, I disposed of my book collection. It was incredibly hard to do.
ReplyDeleteMost books spark joy.................
ReplyDeleteHad to smile about the "good home". I wish that for anything I remove from my life. Even my cars, though I never follow up.
ReplyDeleteWow! That’s a whole lot of books. I’m trying to clean up around here too, but it’s hard. I love that rocking chair. It’s gorgeous! Love this photo.
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