Going nowhere

I can be organized, but I’m usually not.  Our book collection is one of the only exceptions.  Maybe the only exception.  A few years ago (maybe four?) I created a spreadsheet with details of every book we own, and now it’s terribly out of date.  Yesterday, I started going through the shelves and updating that list.  It’s going to take a while, but I’m already about 25% done with the fiction after just a couple hours spread across today and yesterday.

I know, this is fascinating.  My point might be that I always want to be organized, and I can be about most things, but only short term.  You can see where my priorities lie.  Everything else takes more effort that I want to put in.

I don’t really know where I’m going with this.  Possibly nowhere.  And that seems like a good place to stop.

2 Comments

  1. momma betty

    Yeah, it was much more interesting visualizing John tearing around the side of the house wearing safety glasses, etc. Whose turn is it to kill the spiders?

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