Feeling Sparkly

I woke up this morning with a strange sense of urgency.

Uh-oh! The gardeners will be here any second.  Must get outside and do poopy patrol.

Oh, wait a minute.  That wasn’t it. Though the gardeners do come early on Saturday.  So I really do need to do poopy patrol.

When I finally came up to total consciousness, I realized that what I was feeling wasn’t urgency.  It was excitement.

I’m in LOVE, I’m in LOVE and I DON’T CARE WHO KNOWS IT.  Yep, I’m in love with my new bookshelves.

They came yesterday afternoon, and I’ve been putting my books away.  I haven’t finished yet.  It’s a big job because I own a lot of books.

I worked in a library for 15 years.  So of course I know all about alphabetization and the Dewey decimal system.  But I’ve decided to rebel against these twin gods of the library-world in organizing my own personal library.  I feel comfortable saying this publicly because I’m pretty sure none of my old library cronies read this blog.

So I’ll have a Dickens section.  A Victorian Section.  Oh-and let’s not forget the “Ladies of Crime” section, featuring Agatha Christie (BTW, there’s a brand-new biography out about her.  Sounds spicy.), Mary Roberts Rinehart, Josephine Tey, and P.D. James. Mr. Louis L’amour will be tucked right underneath.

Of course I’ll have a personal finance section — with The Complete Tightwad Gazette holding pride of place.

This will be a GREAT Independence Day for me and my books. I’m liberating tons and tons of happy memories in the form of books.  Not to mention Cheap entertainment.  Whenever I look at Travels With Charlie by Mr. John Steinbeck I remember the fabulous vacation in Monterey, CA that I took with my Henning family.  I also wonder this: did Steinbeck invent the first modern RV?   Hmmmmm.

Study Before

Study After.  Yeehaw, little doggies! Happy 4th, Everyone.