With summer here and my recent move, my house has been volunteered for revolving door service. This is fine, stressful, but not in a bad way. Having family and friends choose to visit while I am a bit in the midst of nowhere is nice.
Other than furious cleaning, because… maybe I still had boxes just lying around unpacked. Please though, a little slack. Remember when other people packed the boxes? Some boxes, I would open up and just wonder at the clusterf*ck that ended up in there.
Miscellaneous things were shoved into boxes, which made them such chores. The house is also lacking in storage spots as well. This means that anything I kept ends up a lot of times in totes in the bottom of closets or on shelves. Some boxes just get frowned at and the lid put back on until I can figure out what to do with them. And then hidden in my room.
But since the rest of the house is immaculate at this moment, I’m okay with the maze I have to navigate to make it to my bed each night.
While most of my books are stacked on shelves and bookcases in one room, I do like to strategically leave books sitting out in the hopes that someone visiting will pick it up with curiosity.
This of course means also tailoring the books to tastes of the people in their proximity. Also, not choosing something too long perhaps? Does anyone else agonize over this?
Currently, these are the small piles I have around my home.
Right now it’s just family coming by but I know the books will change once it comes time for friends instead.
Does anyone else do this?