Sometimes when a problem presents itself, the solution is not at all what we expected.
I found this to be true yesterday when I went looking for bookshelves. As some of you know, I have huge TBR stacks, but I’m working my way through them. However, I have no shelf space for the ones I finish.
What I’ve been doing up until now is stacking them in various places, including on the bottom shelf of a cart that stands behind my TBR stacks in my bedroom. It looks pretty messy, even though they’re neatly stacked; it actually makes the TBR piles look worse, if that’s possible.
Meanwhile, in the hallway where I have two full bookshelves, I have lots of old books (and not the collector kind!) that I know I’ll never read again. Some I even got at yard sales or used bookstores. So why are they taking up shelf space?
So when I went out looking for shelves and couldn’t find any I wanted to buy, I ran into a woman who told me about donating books to a charity. When I went home, I took another look at those shelves and started filling a box. When I was finished, I had four freed-up shelves just waiting!
Now my newer books have pride of place in the hallway shelves, with more space available. The shelf on the cart has been promoted to a spot for new magazines. Where I can notice them and read them.
Amazing what a different direction a shopping event can take. And the serendipity of meeting a stranger with a great idea.
It’s not that I hadn’t thought of that idea before, but the unsuccessful shopping trip had spurred me into action. And now I’m feeling reenergized.
Next, I should do something about this stack of books in my office cubbyhole!
As you can see, some of these books are actually on a shelf, but others are stacked atop a filing cabinet.
My rationalization has been that it’s cozy and looks unique. I started out putting ARCs there, but then kept adding other books. I told myself that I would host a giveaway, and I tried that. But I didn’t end up decreasing the stacks by much, and then I added more. Mostly they are paperbacks, which don’t mesh well on the other shelves.
I had solved one problem, only to discover another one; not to mention the stacks all over my office. But those are TBRs, so they don’t count. Right?
Like Scarlett O’Hara, I’ll think about it tomorrow.