We also brought the room divider/bookcase you see in the first picture below. For the last year it's accumulated books steadily. I've been pretty good at not buying books, but they still have a tendency to flow in from publishers, so it was getting sort of ridiculous. We have a large'ish two-story townhouse--as townhouses go, that is. There's room for us and the kids and an office, but we're actively looking for a house to rent or buy by August when our lease expires, and with baby Greyson on the way, something has to be done about space.
Chuck is a clothes horse, and I'm a book elephant, so it only made sense to start weeding and packing some things to put away in storage until we get a bigger place. A bigger place = a house with enough room for more bookshelves.
Here's the original room divider/bookcase that I brought from my mom's house. Until two days ago it was filled with books. Heaping, I say. It was double-stacked, cross-stacked, and generally squished with goodies. Goodies which have now been effectively weeded and packed. These three little squares are what remains of the books that originally lived in this spot. They're mostly favorites, books I would re-read, and books Chuck is interested in getting his hands on. There are a few reviewables in the pile, but not many. If we decide to keep this piece of furniture in the room, it'll also be a baby center. You can see Greyson's stuff already taking its place.
This is the bookcase in our living room, and to the right is Chuck's fat cat, Samson. Most of the books on this case were packed, and some of the TBR from the bedroom made its way here. This is essentially my new "go to" shelf when I'm in need of reading. It was a pretty dramatic change to box up or get rid of this many books in the course of a day or two, but the Nook is making me feel better as I can have 1,500 books on my nightstand and zero clutter! To the blooming neatnik in me, that is an absolute wet dream.
And this is an owl that looks like he was carved out of an apple. I just threw him in here for fun because he makes me giggle. Chuck found him on a random shopping trip one day--along with a whole collection of trinket animals that looked like they were carved from veggies and fruit--and brought him home to live with my books and add cuteness to my life. I think he's doing a fine job of it, don't you?
Now that I've shared my transformation with you all, the rest of my Sunday will be filled with work and reading. I need to square away a few tasks this morning since my teaching gets back in full, full swing tomorrow (freshman composition and freshman comp. II), and then I plan to finish up Keeping the Feast, by Paula Butturini. I hadn't intended for it to take me this long to read it, but I keep procrastinating so I can stretch it out more. I think Chuck might've finished French Milk, by Lucy Knisley last night, so if that's true, I may try to read it today as well.
Happy Sunday, everyone! Enjoy what's left of the weekend.