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Ah, the ole bookshelf. This thing has been taunting me for the past few months.
Short story shorter, we found a beautiful house we wanted to buy, began fixing ours up to put on the market (including staging the bookshelf), then the other house was bought by someone else before we could get an offer in.
First world problems, I know.
No biggie. We are in no hurry. We don’t have to move. We’re going to stay where we are and keep saving money and fixing up the house. When another right one comes along, we’ll be ready.
In the meantime, I have this beautifully staged and completely useless bookshelf. Time to restock it. I see a bookshelf makeover in my near future.
Usually, I like to have some kind of order to my shelf. But seriously, it was out of hand before. I put books in alphabetical order but there were so many, they were stacked two rows deep, and the whole bookshelf had become the general catch-all for random junk.
I did a lot of book purging in this process. It was like cutting off an arm, but it had to be done.
My solution now is sort of a hybrid.
The bookshelves are restocked, but not crammed. And I still left room for my favorite objet d’art- Godzilla eating garden gnomes.
One thought I brought up during the video: how much do these bookshelves reeeeeally mean in the context of defining us as readers? Not much at all, I would argue.
I know several people who hardly have any physical books – they get them all via the library, Kindle, or Audible. And they read more than I do.
Do we need the physical manifestation of books to prove that we are legit readers? Not at all. I hold onto mine because I like the mix of electronic and tactile methods. Really, though, it just comes down to personal taste and isn’t my place to judge either way.