thinking about: spring clean-up
Instead of spending the morning reading Bloglines and gazing out the window, I am gathering up a pile of empty boxes and my courage, and I'm attacking the entire house to take our earthly possessions down a notch.
We made a pilgrimage to Ikea yesterday to procure more bookshelves. But Lori, you say, you already own 238 bookshelves. Must you buy more? And yes, the answer is yes. Yes. Yes. And again, yes.
And our list said buckshelves, by the way.
And lo, there is the sound of hammering and banging and muffled swear words. And now I must go.



Reader Comments (14)
Thanks for the sweet email/comment. Of course you love Walden---I assume I know all your favorites because they are the same as mine:-)
But here's the real test---any guess on what novel our babe Nolan's name comes from?
Cheers, DK
good luck with yours, though. SIGH. i cannot believe how much stuff accumulates — and i feel like i've done a good job of not buying anything new for a long while! i'm being more hardcore about discarding things we don't really use, and it feels *good* to purge.
let me know how your process is going — i need spring cleaning peers to keep me motivated. ;^)
molly, i wish george could build shelves for me! the man does good work!
at one point on the downhill side of our ikea trip joe said wanly, "but we still have four bookcases at the other house..." and i said, "uh .. did you forget those are *full of books*?!?!" aaahhhhh.
and as for the library sale — well, i need a 12-step program. intervention time!
thanks, mamabird ;^) i will hope to have photos of something pretty and clean and organized to show — of course, i'll have to take them fast before the chaos begins to reclaim the space.
deirdre — i totally have that anna q. quote written in one of my journals. :^D and as for nolan — i had just assumed a tree grows in brooklyn, but correct me if i'm wrong! (bag of peppermints from the 5-cent store...)
Oh I cannot wait for the reunion. It's only weeks away.
Don't you just love the picture directions for IKEA furniture (insert sarcasm). My husband gets all insulted by the chubby little elf that puts everything together. haha!!
rofl re: the elf .. i imagine if you had to bring directions down to the lowest common denominator, you'd have to aim pretty low ;^) joe put this cabinet together entirely by himself and it may be the first time we haven't installed a door backward or completely finished only to realize one of the shelves was facing the wrong way. (so i guess it was me!)
ali - ikea thumb!!! lolol this is how dorky i am - i save those things .. because .. you know you're going to need them again someday .. right?
a tale of 2 lifestyles:
my mother's house was quite literally a library.
my in-laws have 5 books total. AND NO MAGAZINES.
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M built my living room shelves thinking i would fill THOSE an be done. oh silly lovely man. there is no limit. she who dies with the most books WINS.
"a room without books is like a body without a soul"
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so, the spring cleaning - we'll see your results on flickr, right? because i need proof of the correct ikea assembly.
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i like dots.
driving away in my wood-burning car (you knew i had to stick it somewhere).
xoxoxoxo
me
e — i can't talk to you. it's like an alcoholic meeting a friend at a bar. i'm trying to reduce my number of books — something i thought i would never do! i sit hunched over each book, whether it's my third copy of Garp or a 35-year-old calculus text saying, "well...."
"Wear the old coat and buy the new book."
(Wood-burning car?! I am picturing J in a train engineer outfit merrily shoveling sticks and twigs into your glove compartment.)
lol, kelly - that would be my husband's fear as well. when we were moving out of our last house, there were some rants about how many books we had accumulated since our previous move. the back hallway was lined with boxes of books climbing one wall. one day i stopped by a garage sale on my way home and - oops! - bought a whole box of hardback books (for two dollars! come on!) .. i snuck it into the house and added it to the pile! later my husband said "HEY, WHERE DID THIS BOX COME FROM?!" oops again...