Today Wayne and I finally cleaned our library. Library? Yes, library. We have like, a thousand books. Probably. If you need proof because you have a history of me lying to you, look up waynegjr on LibraryThing. Wayne has a special scanny-thing to enter in all of our books. He hasn’t even gotten through all of mine yet.
There was more than one “This Chaucer is a prettier copy and it has pictures, but this one is a better translation… which should we keep???” crisis, but I think we made it through okay. It’s not like we spend any time reading (at all) Chaucer, it’s just that we’d like to keep the best copy. With other things… T.S. Eliot, J.D. Salinger, anyone with initials like that… C.S. Lewis… we just keep both copies because we love them and are nostalgic about our own copies. Anyway.
In the 11 months we’ve been married we’ve let our precious library fall to shambles. There were: dishes, garbage, piles of books that were unorganized, a guitar collecting dust, peanut shells all around Wayne’s computer (not a joke, it was like Texas Roadhouse over there), bills, magazines, journals, sewing supplies, and one barely started latch hook rug with a cat on it.
Today we said, Enough. We had two garbage bags full of crap to haul out, but it was worth it. So worth it! Our library is once again the safe haven where we can sit with our friends (the books) and talk to each other (about the books)(yes, even though they are right there in earshot) and look up the ones we want because they are in alphabetical order and arranged by section.
We also started the sticker process on our v-cart. Did I tell you we bought one? From a Borders that was closing and selling everything. We got it for $10.
Pretty great, right? Now we can move a whole stack of books a short distance with no stairs. We decided it was the right thing in our lives to cover with stickers. So we bought stickers on our most recent trip (yellowstone)(if you didn’t know already) and put them on it. It looks great! All we have to do is build a collection of stickers to put on it now.
Possibly our trip would’ve been a more interesting thing to talk about? Another story for another time. G’night y’all!
