So remember back in October I went away to a conference and came back with a whole pile of books? Or did I just share that on Instagram? I can’t remember now but regardless, this stack of books below has sat on my hope chest ever since then. Plus the longer it sat there, the bigger the pile grew.
Clutter is a magnet for more clutter.
The reason I didn’t put them away is because the “home” I have for all my books was not only pretty full but it needed to be weeded out. We moved into this house 2.5 years ago and I haven’t given it an overhaul since then. Plus you know how I’m a stickler for the one in, one out rule. For every book I was going to put on my shelf, I was going to have to take one to donate it.
So I followed my PROCESS and removed all the books from my book shelf. This is actually the same armoire that used to hold my sweaters in the old house. Only in this house I didn’t need that space for sweaters because my closet is much larger, so I decided to use it for books instead. Works great because I do like having my books in the bedroom right next to my bed and it puts a nice limit on to the number of books I can have :)
I sat on the floor going through each stack and book one by one. As I found a book I wanted to get rid of of I tossed it up onto the bed (we have a pretty high bed). Well I guess I didn’t realize how high that stack was getting because would you believe that entire pile slid right off the bed and onto my HEAD. Oh boy did that ever hurt. Big hardcover books at that too. And yes I cried. Bleep, bleep, bleep. Actually I didn’t swear, but only because I was too busy crying. Accckkkk! My books tried to kill me! Well I showed them and quickly tossed them right into the donation box to teach them all a lesson.
I’m not going to let clutter mess with me!!
I got over my near death experience and continued on in my quest to make room for my beloved new books that, as of yet, have not tried to kill me.
I ended up with TWO boxes of books to give away. Way more books than I had new. Gone, gone, gone!
I was so happy. I know the shelf doesn’t look that much different but I did try to categorize them by fiction/non-fiction and of course topic. But I don’t get too bent up over the smaller details too much. I’m just happy it’s done!
Now I’m off to the thrift store before my books try to kill me again. I swear they’re after me!!