Empty Bookshelves
How quickly we fall out of love…
A few weeks ago I was in a quandary about where all the books in my home would go if/when I go fulltiming.
Hundreds of books. Stressing about which to take and which beloved books would have to be bid a wistful farewell.
In order to move just one of the several bookcases from the house to the coach, the entire thing would have to be unloaded - an ongoing postponed task.
Once it was emptied and transferred to the coach, secured and ready to populate with all these ‘beloved’ books, I found I didn’t want any of them there! I don’t want all those crusty books on philosophy, self-improvement, finance, corporate management and blaa blaa blaa. Eeww. Yuck.
I’m starting a new chapter, not rehashing the old!
Hmmm….what to put on the shelves, then?
Why, books on bus conversions, from Ben’s
rv-busconversions of course!
PS: Notice the slanted shelves? Hah! Thought I overlooked that one, did you?
