It’s a well-known fact that I’m a book lover/hoarder. My three book cases are triple-stacked and my bedside table type thing is a tower of books. I clear book stacks from the kitchen table, because the kitchen table is my home office. I finish reading books and instead of getting them out of the house I um, suggest that my husband read them. I have yet to watch Marie Kondo, because I think I would find it really quite stressful.…
I am in the midst of sorting out books to give away/sell. As someone who actively hoards books, this is painful. But also a good thing. I want more space, less clutter. Fewer boxes to cart out when we move. Somewhere in my mission, I found this: I’m posting the above as proof, and for posterity. What should I do with it? And if you had an empty shelf, what would you do with it? …
I have a confession to make. I have piles. Giant piles. Really annoying piles. There’s one in the kitchen, one in the bedroom, and several in the office. I spent a good part of last week organising the flat, and this task has spilled into this week. Because I rewarded myself with an eyebrow wax (well, both eyebrows, I don’t like to be uneven) and a trip to Starbucks on Friday. With the help of my new people, several black…
