BOOKS, A VISION AND A CARPENTER
I am certain that the blood pulsing through my veins is actually printers ink. Touching books, opening books, holding books, smelling the pages, reading books, shelving books, looking at books, talking about books, selling books..... I can't remember a time when books weren't part of me. I read every day. Sometimes for hours, often I read well into the night and there are times when I read just a few pages. But a day is incomplete for me if I have not spent even a few minutes with a book.
Our home is small. There are 3 levels of space that are utilized to the max. There are several rooms, (14) rooms that don't seem to make sense and even though there are a lot of rooms they are small (tiny). My husband is handy. He has skills that make our little Hobbit house seem to expand as needed. What is usually needed is more space for books.
At least every six months there is a book migration that happens inside those walls. Books that have been read find their way from piles on tables (or the floor) to a shelf. Books that have been patiently waiting for their turn to be opened get a place of honor on a table. No matter where they migrate there are always more books in stacks looking for a place to land.
Bill is also a reader, not quite like me but he does read. From our very first "date" (we met in a bar and he took me to watch the sun come up .... it came up behind us) we talked about books. He knew that reading was part of my DNA. When we combined households (3 weeks after that first date) we had multiple copies of 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea and The Hobbit -- although I did bring many more books than Bill, he brought tools. Tools that through the years have added bookcases, expanded tops of bookcases to make more room for books, tools that retrofit shelving to fit a space, tools that repair or brace shelves sagging from their book holding responsibilities.....the man has mad skills when it comes to carpentry (actually he can build or repair anything) while I hold the tools and chatter about my vision for places to put things (books) he is the one that makes the magic happen.