It seems as if every time I finish a book, I start cleaning. This time, it’s the office. Ye gods, but it’s awful. I mean, awful as in a narrow deer path from door to computer desk. Piles of stuff on the desk. I’m seriously thinking the only way to really clean out this place is to do it the Clean Sweep method. Just empty this room, sort, toss, re-organize, and then bring back only the necessary things.
Most of it is office stuff, but part of it is fiber--yarn, rovings, bats, fleece, parts for the spinning wheel. It’s a small room--8 x 9 feet, I think, but surely there is a way to store the fiber and such, plus have room for my books. Dare I say it? I might, might, might get rid of some books.
Oh horror! Oh, woe! My precious, precious books! To take them from me is to tear out my heart, nay, my soul!
On the other hand, when certain books collect a rather thick layer of dust, chances are good the tearing isn’t going to be all that painful. There are of course certain ones that I’ll keep--the primary source material on the Regency will probably stay, but I think I’ll get rid of some of the costume books, since I pretty much have the clothing styles memorized by year. I’ll keep my Riverside Shakespeare, of course, because all English-speaking households should have a copy of Shakespeare (or at least a book that contains notable quotes from Shakespeare) somewhere about, in my humble opinion. Reference books, such as the Chicago Manual of Style...but I’m thinking I might just get rid of some of my writing books. Twenty Master Plots, for example. I think I can say I haven’t opened that book in perhaps a decade. It’s pretty obvious looking around this room that I haven’t read through Organizing for the Creative Person by Lemkuhl and Lamping, but maybe I should give it another try.
Ugh. The more I think of getting rid of books, the more I can feel myself dragging my feet. It must be done, however. Really, there are more than a few of my books that I haven’t looked at for years. If I can just clear out one bookcase--which I am sure I can do if I try hard enough--I can use the shelves for my fiber stash. (I know there are fellow fiber and craft addicts out there who doubt I can do it, but I am strong! I will prevail! I will also get rid of some of my stash--shudder--on eBay. That will help.)
Most of it is office stuff, but part of it is fiber--yarn, rovings, bats, fleece, parts for the spinning wheel. It’s a small room--8 x 9 feet, I think, but surely there is a way to store the fiber and such, plus have room for my books. Dare I say it? I might, might, might get rid of some books.
Oh horror! Oh, woe! My precious, precious books! To take them from me is to tear out my heart, nay, my soul!
On the other hand, when certain books collect a rather thick layer of dust, chances are good the tearing isn’t going to be all that painful. There are of course certain ones that I’ll keep--the primary source material on the Regency will probably stay, but I think I’ll get rid of some of the costume books, since I pretty much have the clothing styles memorized by year. I’ll keep my Riverside Shakespeare, of course, because all English-speaking households should have a copy of Shakespeare (or at least a book that contains notable quotes from Shakespeare) somewhere about, in my humble opinion. Reference books, such as the Chicago Manual of Style...but I’m thinking I might just get rid of some of my writing books. Twenty Master Plots, for example. I think I can say I haven’t opened that book in perhaps a decade. It’s pretty obvious looking around this room that I haven’t read through Organizing for the Creative Person by Lemkuhl and Lamping, but maybe I should give it another try.
Ugh. The more I think of getting rid of books, the more I can feel myself dragging my feet. It must be done, however. Really, there are more than a few of my books that I haven’t looked at for years. If I can just clear out one bookcase--which I am sure I can do if I try hard enough--I can use the shelves for my fiber stash. (I know there are fellow fiber and craft addicts out there who doubt I can do it, but I am strong! I will prevail! I will also get rid of some of my stash--shudder--on eBay. That will help.)