Why is cleaning out my book case so hard? Because I love books. And I can’t bear to part with them.
But at the same time, I live in a tiny house and I try to follow Oprah’s clutter clearing expert, Peter Walsh’s, advice to “respect the limits of my space”. That is, I can only have as many books as I can fit into my bookcase. Every now and then I brace myself and have a big purge of books.
When I lived in Brisbane, I used to haul them down to the Ferny Grove flea markets of a Saturday morning and liquidate them. But now that I live in a rural town, my options are limited. Sometimes I try to ebay them, but the postage costs are generally prohibitive of making the time invested worth the return on what people are willing to pay. So, I try to give them away. But I can’t give them away as fast as the books keep coming in the door.
There’s only one thing to do. I’ve gone against everything Peter Walsh advises, and I have invested in a new bookcase. A brand spanking new, tall, white bookcase just waiting for me to fill it.
What can I say? I’m an addict.