The Bigger They Get

Daughter is here with us in the “back of beyond” as she calls it.  She flew in from Chicago yesterday, bringing with her Chicago weather which promises to dump 6″ to 8″ of snow upon our heads starting tonight and continuing tomorrow.  We are thrilled to have her even though she thinks we live in Podunk and is, apparently, The Snow Queen.

But we still love her.  That’s just how she rolls.

The books are nearly unpacked.  Only ten boxes to go.

First it looked like this:

Then it looked like this:

And then it looked like this:

And then I died.

No?

Okay, and then I shelved all of those (except for the dog) because I ran out of room on the dining room floor.

And THEN I unpacked most of the remaining 30 or so boxes directly onto the shelves.  Alphabetically.  By author.  Which proved to be more difficult than I anticipated.  I know some people count on their fingers, but I found myself alphabetizing on my fingers.  That’s embarrassing to admit, but I know some of you must do it to and I just want you to know you’re in good company.

You don’t do that?  Oh.

Never mind.

Since we’ll be snowed in for a day or so, I think I’ll unpack and shelve the rest of the books and maybe the three boxes labeled “Random Surface Crap from Master Bedroom”.

I can’t wait.  It’ll be like Christmas in March.

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