Last night, I ended up at my parents’ house to wait out a storm that kept me from going to band practice (snow + nearly bald tires = screw driving!). When I realized that the roads weren’t going to be clear before this morning, I decided to venture into the attic and rescue the books that I had left behind when I went to college. My brother had boxed them up sometime during my first semester and I hadn’t seen them since!
So I smushed myself into the crawlspace (I can just sit up in there without getting a nail in the head) and dug through the piles of boxes until I came to one labelled BOOKS. Also, another one labelled BOOKS. Oh my. I haven’t counted them, but I’d estimate that I increased my book collection by about 50 books overnight!
Of course, there are quite a few that I find myself embarrassed to own (Sweep series, I’m looking at you!), so I’ll be able to drop those at the library, perhaps. But I’d say that most of them are in the keep pile, and as I mentioned yesterday, my haphazardly organized shelves are pretty much full. This could get interesting.
Relatedly, the one book that I’d been looking for was the one I did not find. Did I perhaps lend you Life of Pi sometime in the last six years? If so, could you give it back? Thanks!