What is it about books? I just can't seem to part with them. I have books on my shelf that I began collecting over forty years ago! And I keep buying them. I was doing fairly well with purchasing only paperbacks which I would give away, sometimes to friends and family, sometimes to charities. But then I found Zooba. Wow! For $9.99 I can get a brand new hard back book each month including shipping. It doesn't get any better than that. So...now I'm back to finding corners to stash my books. My bookshelves downstairs are overflowing. So it the bookcase headboard of my bed. Likewise, the bookcase in my office along with the two two-tiered wall shelves my husband built. **sigh** But I can't get rid of them. I keep thinking some day I will be all alone, lonely, with nothing but a television and my BOOKS. Books will entertain me no matter how old and decrepit I become. Now, hubby doesn't read anything but the newspaper and those little plastic tags that come on the many plants he purchases for our yard. But that's another story for another time. I have to get back to what I was doing...sorting paperback books to give away to charity.
Thanks for commiserating with me.