I know I’ve said no one can have too many books. And I mean that, if you have enough space in your hemisphere. If, like me, that space has now run out, and the tottering stacks could fall and kill a ferret, it’s time to think up new solutions. Naturally, getting rid of books is a good solution. Not the one I’d want to use, but a good solution. Hardcovers are hanging around with no intrinsic value. Not books I intend to read despite my fervent initial intentions, the inscriptions enclosed are all that holds them here. So, off they must go, to nursing homes, libraries, and hair dressers. Ok, with those out of the way, is my bedroom safe for the furry little creatures?
There is no book or article that can map out your success, but there are plenty of highways toward failure. I know I have a long way to go, but you’re in a good spot when you know what you’re doing