Day 178/365 It’s time to go, dust on the books

      This morning I let go of a few books, but for primarily it was time for the dust to go. Today it was the three shelves in the Angel Room that house my Medieval Ages and the Renaissance (Florence) library—my favorite periods in history. 

Then there's the floor!

Before--hard to tell the difference. It's not easy to photograph dust.

     I found duplicates of two books, so that was an easy release, but the others are sacred. I’ve read most of them but want to reread then all. How much have I forgotten? A lot. Anyway it feels freeing to look at the pristine, dust-free shelf with all those books waiting for me. I’d rather read than clean. 

Day 177/365 It’s time to go, papers in the file folders.

     If I hadn’t promised to reactivate this blog, I wouldn’t have spent the time today clearing out these three plastic file boxes. But thank goodness I did—promise, that is. I work well with a purpose and a promise. 

     I tossed articles, correspondence and pictures, enough to free up 29 file folders. The three file boxes remain, but they are roomy now. Of course the file folders are waiting to be filled. Ugh, I hope that doesn’t happen, but I can’t get myself to throw them away, too. 

Day 176/365 It's time to go, note paper and envelopes.

Before

During

After

    

 Well, shelf by shelf is my new motto. Today it was the shelf/organizer on my desk, the desk I never sit at. Too many envelopes and some note paper I will never use.  Then there was a bank deposit slip 2006, and a slip of paper with a telephone number. Whose number, you ask? I have NO idea. If I cared I could always dial it up. But, the point of all this is to simplify.

Day 175/365 It’s time to go paper and books.

Once again, we are getting rid of stuff so I’m activating this blog as a way to shame myself to get going. What’s pathetic, is that I’d rather write about it that do anything about it. Jim does a much better job than I do. He’s fast—makes a decision and goes with it. As I write (I could be tossing) he’s out in the garage getting stuff ready for our daughter’s yard sale in Pennsylvania. Actually, we could get rid of it right now; put a sign out, and it would be gone in an hour. Living across from the library there’s plenty of traffic and excellent parking. Oh, need I mention that all the stuff Jim has accumulated is from the put-and-take? It’s not even our stuff! 

      What I am dealing with, however, is my stuff, mainly papers and books. I don’t have enough papers to warrant a dumpster, but the recycling facility at the dump will suffice. It also has a first-rate book exchange shed: and then there are friends, the yard sale, and the library book fair.

    I’ve got to get going. It’s spring cleaning time.