I am pleased to say that the Maps and Map-Makers book is en route to America, where I hope it will be enjoyed by Karin's brother. The clearance of the library has taken on a new urgency and it will have to be far more drastic than simple decluttering. The room is to be transformed, within ten days, into a bed-sitting room for my 92 year old mother in-law She has become very frail since Christmas and daily visits to her retirement apartment are no longer enough for our peace of mind. We are now hoping for a miracle that will find a builder who is willing and able to install a shower room on the ground floor for us!
While husband is out and about on that mission, I have been packing boxes with books. I haven't yet decided whether to be ruthless and simply ring a charity to collect them, or to sort them into categories - those I would really like to keep, those that friends and family members might like etc. I expect that Time will be the deciding factor.
I am taking a short break from packing boxes, sitting here with a cup of tea and trying hard not to panic at the thought of the scale of the task facing us and, beyond that, the changes coming into our life. To relieve the tension, I thought I would look at some of the books that I had for Christmas. They are waiting safely on my bedside table so that there is no risk of them falling into one of the boxes.
I still haven't read Marilynne Robinson's Housekeeping. I had planned to do that in readiness for the discussion on her other books Gilead and Home, but to date only one person has shown any interest in that discussion. I have noticed a resurgence of interest in Gilead on several book blogs, so perhaps that discussion might yet take place. Do let me know if you are interested.
The books in this particular pile have been chosen for their undemanding nature. I have a feeling that I will be needing something to help me relax at the end of the next few days.