As my paycheck-earning work ramped back up this last week, I have done barely a thing to work on getting moved in. This is going to be the longest move-in process ever. Check back in a year, and we'll see if I've settled in. C, who has been with us for a bunch of days in a row, has been working strenuously to put things in place here, and I'm grateful for that (as is, I'm sure, the rest of the family).
I did take some time this evening, though, to cull books from two shelves on one bookcase. Here's what's being passed on this time:
- The Falcon and the Snowman by Robert Lindsey (haven't read it)
- Sphere by Michael Crichton (probably read it when I went through a Crichton phase)
- The Other Side of Midnight and The Stars Shine Down by Sidney Sheldon (I'm sure I've read these)
- Pale Gray for Guilt, The Good Old Stuff, Cinnamon Skin, A Tan and Sandy Silence by John D. MacDonald (okay, I'm pretty sure I've never read anything by MacDonald, but I'm kind of enamored of the color titles)
- Frommer's England 2008 (yeah, that life plan didn't work out as I had originally planned)
- Frommer's Maui 2006 (C won an award at work that paid for travel, and we went to Maui - C and Pic are ready to go back)
- I'll Take Manhattan by Judith Krantz (I know I read this at some point)
- Iceberg and Deep Six by Clive Cussler (pretty sure I've never read anything by Cussler)
- Baby Sign Language Basics by Monta Z Briant (looks like Baby Pic must have chewed on this one - I had studied ASL as a preteen and teen and thought I'd share that with Pic, and her first words were in ASL)
- Spellbinder by Harold Robbins (I might have read this at some point)
- Flowers in the Attic by V.C. Andrews (Two summers ago, I decided to read this. I was obsessed with the movie as a kid - my mom finally decided I couldn't watch it anymore because the mom, Corrine, freaked me out. The book was okay, meaning it was pretty much what I was expecting, and I read the second in the series too. Last summer I decided I'd read the rest of the series, but I gave up that plan. I have so many other books I want to read, and these just weren't worth the time I was spending/wasting on them.)
- Body of Evidence by Patricia Cornwell (probably haven't read this)
- Duplicate Keys by Jane Smiley (don't remember reading this)
- The Key to Rebecca by Ken Follet (Never read this. I made myself read The Pillars of the Earth and World Without End and decided that was more than enough Follet for me. I get why other readers like his books, but they're not for me.)
- The Dark Crusade by Alistair MacLean (never read it)
- Day of Atonement by Faye Kellerman (haven't read it)
- The Friday Night Knitting Club by Kate Jacobs (SPOILER, but this reminded me of Beaches...at least the movie - I have that book on my shelf, haven't read it, but am saving it to read at some point)
- To the Nines by Janet Evanovich (didn't read it - read the first two in the series and decided they're not my taste)
- The Inner Sanctum by Stephen Frey (C and just discussed whose book this even is - I thought it might have been his, but he doesn't think so - not sure if I've ever read it)
Oh, as we were at the thrift store today, C found us another bookcase for $20.99. It matches many of the bookcases we already have, which is awesome. This move, we're looking at attempting to stick with stuff that matches. Kind of. For the most part.
So glad to have the new bookcase, because, although I'm thinning the herd, it remains a mega-herd.
Considered writing more tonight, but the dryer just stopped so I'll listen to a podcast and fold laundry instead, because although we're living among boxes and piles of stuff, the mundane elements of our lives still need tending.