Out With the Old

It could be called spring cleaning, but it’s not the right season. The time has come to get rid of all the junk I no longer like/use/want.

I’m not much of a hoarder of things. I dislike clutter and mess, and therefore dislike anything that adds to that. I don’t like trinkets, or nick-nacks or extras of something I already have. Dave is the complete opposite, and likes to stock up on things, just in case, which is why we have way more batteries than we will ever use, among other random items he likes.

But, there are a few things I end up hoarding. Clothing, shoes, and books. I used to have a huge closet all to myself in which I kept all my clothes and shoes. Then we moved, and I didn’t even unpack all my clothes until we’d been here two years.

The books are a more recent acquisition. I’ve always loved books, but since I lacked shelves at my old place, any books I had were kept at my parent’s house. I don’t think they minded, they are a bit of book hoarders themselves. I really find nothing wrong with hoarding books, after all, that’s why libraries exist. I would like my own personal library.

fantasy library
This, please.

My problem now is that I lack shelves. Currently my bookcases are stuffed to capacity with books. Added to that, some of my books really suck. I don’t mind reviewing really stupid books, but I fail to see why I should keep them on my shelves. It’s time for the purge.

Continue Reading