So it’s Friday again and it’s been another week that feels like about three years. I’ve been purging, purging purging, and now I have a big pile of donations I’ll be taking to a charity shop in a little bit.
I’m hoping to to beat the snow that’s supposed to be coming. How much? Like so many things these days, that’s unclear.
Yesterday, I went through a bookshelf. I have many bookshelves and many many many books, something that should surprise exactly no one. Apparently in one of the episodes of “Tidying Up,” Marie told a woman to get rid of all of her books, which raised a scandal and rebellion.
I skipped that episode because the woman was trying so hard to be cheerful and was clearly so very, very sad, I couldn’t watch it.
So I remain un-enraged.
But I looked at all of the books in that bookshelf and realized most of them didn’t, in fact, bring me joy. Also libraries exist.
After the apocalypse is complete I may regret this choice, but I suspect I wouldn’t have much time for casual reading anyway, what with the trying to stay alive and the zombies and the whatnot.
The exercise went well, though the site was glitchy again. And that’s my week.
How was yours?