Konmari'd Books

Just one of the bookshelves.

My attachment to books goes all the way back to childhood spent as a bookworm. As I still have books loved since then, this category was going to be an emotional one.

(Nevermind the shoulder pain that made it hard to move efficiently.)

Even with the many stops and starts I finished it before the end of the day, which I am proud to say.

Just to note, this session was about just my books and my child's books. Mum's books are still in the cupboards, mostly inaccessible because of boxes. And they would have added another emotional layer anyway having already gone through a cull of them to get them into that space.

Just one of the art storage space, including reference books.

I started with piling all the books onto the bed. It took a few goes as just as I started on a few books, I remembered some more from other locations.

Still not the entire collection...

Once I got them sorted into piles of keep, sell, donate, and bin, I took an interlude to do a Facebook Live, and also to plug Kylie Stretton's "Finding Kylie".

I will need to decide which secondhand bookshop I will approach, and whether to take just these or with mum's as well.

As books have now been lined up in the shelves not stacked on top of each other, there is space on the shelves, and I also have one free space which can be utilised!

Two girls in lonely space...

Shelves

Children's Books, including my old books.

As much as it is a dream to be surrounded by books, and what they may symbolise, ultimately I want to have an index of books that are this joyous, inside and out:

*full discretion that I have yet to read this one*