I’m not exaggerating when I tell you my extra room has walls of books, just like the photo above. It’s all for a good cause. I decided to release my inner masochist and totally renovate my home—repainting walls and new flooring in 5 rooms all at once—just before my total knee replacement. I imagined recuperating in my recliner while I admired my “new” home. I forgot about emptying each room at a time during this major overhaul, and exhausting myself days before I “go under the knife.”
BOOKS, BOOKS, AND MORE BOOKS
As I pulled each book from the shelf, its title called to me. “I’ve got to read this one! Didn’t know I had it.” And that one, and that one, and that one.
I imagine sitting in my recliner, leg elevated, a little narcotic on board for the pain, delving into my newly discovered friends. Reality, however, will surely rear its ugly head. I’ll take as little opiates as possible. I’ll do those consarned PT exercises even if they kill me. And hopefully, I’ll get through at least one thick tome.
I emailed a friend: “If I buy another book (after the one I just ordered arrives), may the earth open up and swallow me.” (Her response was more sympathetic than wise because she’s as bad as I in the book department.) I must remind myself that there is such a thing as a library just down the road from me.
Yet, there is something comforting about owning books. They’re like gourmet treats, hidden in my home, waiting to be savored. Friends, with secrets to share, or yarns to spin, calling my name every time I walk into the room where they live.
But I shall remain firm and remind myself that, even if I lived to be 100, I wouldn’t get through every book in the house. Instead of buying more, I shall curb my need to own more books, and live at my local library instead.
Oh, and not schedule surgery and home renovation at the same time.
I agree, Sue! Having enough books is like having “enough” food in your pantry! I too have five piles of almost new books on my bedroom dresser, in addition to two bookcases full of previously read books by favorite authors whom love enough to re-read their series.
Now whether I live long enough to get through all these? We’ll see!
We may not, but we’ll have a great time trying!
Oh wow, can I ever relate!! I have so many books & like you, those which I have read, reread, love & can’t part with & bunches of new unread books.
While shopping in one of my favorite gift shops, near my home, I ran into one of my very favorite authors! Imagine that! After chatting for almost an hour with her, I hurried home to find all the books I have of hers & discovered, wow, there were so many I haven’t read. So I started with her autobiography & am reading all these wonderful, inspiring books, some which I’ve had for years, while still buying new ones! Go figure😉
I know exactly what you mean!