I've been organizing the bookshelves in the playroom- trying to get things straight so we can try to sell our house (more to come on that, later). I feel like everytime I do this I end up with boxes and boxes of books to put in storage, and I still have shelves full of books that I can't bear to not see on a daily basis.
I love books.
I've loved books as long as I can remember. I loved going to the library as a child, and went to the library every single day after school in middle school. Once Borders and Barnes & Noble appeared where I've lived, I have spent many hours delving into those shelves. And I have no idea the small fortune I've spent on books through Amazon.com.
I just love being surrounded by books.
As I was attempting to select at least a few books to take to Goodwill or exchange at Edward MacKay's, and many books to pack away, there were a couple of shelves I couldn't seem to narrow down.
Here is a shelf of some of my very favorite/can't live without books/authors:This is the shelf of books I need to read. Either I've started these books & haven't finished them, or I ordered several at a time and never got around to these. I would like to say that I won't purchase any new books until this shelf is clear, but that's just not realistic.