Well, I got three bags of books out the door. I did not count, but my guess is that each bag had between 20 and 25 books. Many of them were ones that I had gotten when my grandmother passed away in 1993. For 17 years I have moved these books and not once read any of them. I have about 50 more books already stacked and ready to go.
The big problem is that I love books. I still have probably 1500 books in my house. Really. That is not a joke. I have a room that has built in books cases plus 6 more book cases that I have bought. And I still have books laying on the floor and in boxes in the garage. I just love books. I like to read and I like the way they look on shelves. My dream job would be to work in a book store or library.
But I have started to simplify and books are one of the areas that seem to be taking over, so out they go. Not all of them, but I hope to cut down about half of them. How I get rid of them will vary, but they need to get out of the house that much I know.
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