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The Bookcases Are Coming! The Bookcases Are Coming!

One if by land.  Two if by sea.  We’re getting four.

They must coming via hot air balloon.

Okay, lame attempt at humor aside, Saturday we were planning out the rest of our extended weekend which was supposed to include lots of gardening, when we got a call asking if someone would be home this Friday to receive delivery of our new bookcases.   Beloved will be out of town, so I’ll have to be at home when they come.

I’m just devastated.

At any rate, that meant our gardening plans had to be postponed (again, I’m just devastated) so we could take the old bookcases down to the basement to make room for the new ones, which are considerably larger and taller than our old, cheap ones.  Which means we had to do something with all of the books on the old bookshelves.  If you’re going, “So?” you simply don’t understand how many books we have.

Allow me to illustrate.  Oh, and I apologize for the poor picture quality; I cannot find the charger for my camera, so these were taken with my phone.

Non-fiction

This is just the non-fiction, folks, stacked along one side of our dining room.  By genre, no less – reference books, books on economics, books on economic theory, books on American history, constitutional history, world history, medieval history.  We have your general science, anatomy, physics, quantum physics, anthropology, paleoanthropology; there is politics, philosophy and a section devoted to fun pastimes – card games, word games and having babies.  (How the hell did that get there?!?)  There is sociology, biology, and geology.  Down at the end of the rows is an anachronistic stack of the classic hardbacks we picked up the last time we were at Half Price Books up in Cleveland.

Fiction 1

This is a little less than half of the fiction.  For some reason Beloved stacked my collection of autobiographies in this section (?) and in the foreground is my small collection of graphic novels, mostly Batman and Wolverine, since they’re my favorite comic book characters (we won’t go into my disappointment about the new Wolverine movie being universally panned right now).

Fiction 2

This is more of the fiction – a lot of this is Robert B. Parker, Stephen King and Anya Seton.  Yes, I’m fully aware of how weird I am.

Fiction 3

This is what is remaining of the fiction, hurled placed on an old shelf in the guest room upstairs by The Young One.  It’s mostly mindless paperbacks – fantasy, science fiction, the few romances I own and duplicates of books collected by both Beloved and myself.  On the left is a pile of clothes waiting to go to Goodwill and on the left is Darling Daughter’s Barbie collection, along with a few Madam Alexander dolls I bought for Miss Jacki when she was much younger.  Yes, the walls are really that hideous shade of purple.  It was that color when we bought the house and I just haven’t gotten around to painting it yet because I don’t go in there very often.  It’s one of those “out of sight, out of mind” things.

Of course, once we got the shelves down in the basement, I saw how filthy the carpet, heating grates and walls were back there, so we spent a good amount of time cleaning.  Now Beloved is pestering me to paint at least that wall of the family room since it’s bare this afternoon, so I guess I’ll head on out to Home Depot and look at paint colors.  While I’m there, I’ll also look at paint for the dining room, since we’ve been wanting to paint below the chair rails ever since we got the new furniture in there.  Oh, the joys of home ownership.

Once we’ve got the bookshelves up and filled again next weekend – although how we’ll fit them all on the new shelves,  as big as they are, I don’t know – I’ll take more pictures and post them.

Hope you’re having a lovely holiday weekend, y’all.





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