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"Um......do you think.....maybe we can do something about the stacks of books?" my sweet husband asks, tentatively. "Like maybe put them in one place?" he suggests.
Don't get me wrong, my husband is incredibly supportive of my reading habits, my book purchasing addiction and all of my nerdy ventures. His comments were directed toward my book piles. I didn't think it was that bad. Sure, there are a few books on the kitchen counter, and maybe some down on the big desk that holds everything, but that's about it. Oh, and those by my bed, but who doesn't have a stack by their bed?
So I decided to take a look around the house to see where there might be more piles. I guess he was right, there really are piles everywhere.
Yep, two piles on the counter. We pile lots of things there.
The bedside nightstand
The bedside floor
There were NO piles on the desk, but there was one
on the floor by the desk.....
and in a basket by the desk.
That had to be all, right?
Nope.
Molly's floor
On Molly's bookcase
Behind the couch next to TJ's inflatable planets.
You are a true book nerd if you noticed the Scholastic box underneath. Yes, it is filled with books from the December warehouse sale.
On a pile of clean clothes, not yet put away, don't judge.
I thought I was done when I spied a stack hiding on a chair.
I guess I really needed to think about this. Do these piles mean that I am just a slob? Maybe a little. I have since consolidated the piles, moved some and brought some to school.
After thinking about it for a while, I realized that I love my piles, love, love LOVE 'em. They are like disorganized, little monuments constantly reminding me of my reading life. I consider them to be artwork sprinkled around my home. Each is unique and reminds me of time in my life, an event, story or author. Simply put, they make me happy.
How do you "organize" your reading life?
