Have you ever walked in your front door, took a look around and thought to yourself, "My God! It looks as if a bookmobile exploded here!" Those were the exact thoughts I had when I walked in my front door this evening. Books every which a way. I remembered. I was moving all my stuff out of the other building, including my two bookshelves, one of which's contents were on the living room floor. There was still another bookshelf, one with pottery and ceramic books of all kinds, out in the second building. It had not been packed. It would probably take most of the day.
The ct is outside for the night. Might get some rest.
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