I’m writing to you from my internet break. One of my Intentions for the year was to get back into FlyLady and to try to get my home and my home-keeping under control. Hard to do when you’re spending hours a day “networking.”
I’m my own worst enemy, including when it comes to housekeeping. Yes, I have a hyperactive child, I have three pets who shed and go in and out at will through a pet door, tracking in all kinds of muck and the occasionally critter that’s still got enough life left in it to make things interesting. One of those is a big puppy that likes to chew pretty much everything to little bits and leave the little bits all over the carpet. My hyperactive child is not only an only child, but an only grandchild, and she’s just got way more stuff than any one kid should have.
But a lot of it is just that I don’t have good habits. Things that come naturally to some people just don’t to me. Like wiping things before they get to look just plain nasty, and basic picking up after myself–let alone everyone else around here.
I think there’s something to that whole thing of a place for everything and everything in its place. Because even when I’ve picked up and put everything where it’s supposed to be, it still looks pretty crappy. There’s just more stuff than the space really needs.
So today I’m letting go of a lot of my paper books. I’m the kind of person who keeps all the books. I don’t choose keepers–they’re all keepers, because I read them and someday I might start thinking What was that book…? It happens. And then I go spend some time perusing my shelves, which often leads to forgetting why I started. But I rarely re-read.
New rule for fiction: anything that can be replaced with ebooks needs to go. Even if I’m not GOING to do that right now. (I have replaced nearly all of my –In Death series and a lot of other books with e, but that was before Agency when it was feasible and even fun to do so. Should also point out that I got most of my paperbacks secondhand, but when I re-bought stuff in e I had to buy “new” and peoples actually got paid and there were royalties and we all felt good. So great job, Big 5, for killing that.) I’m telling myself that if I really want to read it again, I can cough up the cash for non-space-sucking, non-dust-collecting, digital version, and if I don’t want to do that, I must not want it badly enough. If I don’t want it that badly, I’ve got no business warehousing the paperback anymore. The end.
There’s still room for favorites. After all, I’m about to make room for the eight copies of Hush Money I happen to have in my house right now. Now there’s a good book. And I’ve got a few faves that I’m just not ready to let go of yet.
From my collection of over 400 Harlequins, I’ve pulled a shelf of fave authors. One shelf. I’ve got 11 others to box up. There’s like no market for these books, so I’m going to check with a friend who does some volunteer work and see if I can donate them somewhere they’ll get read.
Of course, this is just in my personal library. When I brought up the idea of going through some of the family’s library of classics, non-fic, and sci-fi/fantasy, I was met with some resistance. So I dropped it. I don’t know how much I’m ready to cull the Susan Bischoff Library of All Things Textile-Related either. This is a good enough start, and it would be great if these books could find a better home and make some other readers happy.
Letting go is hard, though. I’m boxing up my historical romances with the nekkid men on the covers, and feeling like I’m boxing up part of my childhood. Yeah, that made me wonder too.
Anyone else been clearing out the old as part of the transition to digital?