A glorious Wisconsin sunrise turned to wind and rain and then back to sun again.
We are twenty days from closing on our house sale. Julia's brother Scott is arriving later today to manage our moving sale, which starts on Thursday. His take is 25% of the proceeds. Whatever he can convince people to take will be one less thing to donate, throw away or store. The moving sale will take place over the course of three days, which coincides with our community's garage sale weekend.
We are pretty much done sorting and deciding what we will put into storage. It's been an interesting and liberating process. Once the decision is made to let go, it becomes pretty easy to let go and let go and let go.
One of the easy choices for disposition is my book collection. We have bookcases and bookcases of books: fiction, non-fiction, law school textbooks. Most of these, I haven't touched in ten years. To be honest, almost all of the books that I read are ebooks checked out from the library. Yesterday, I started to reacquaint myself with Desert Solitaire by Edward Abbey. Once I started reading, it was like sitting down with an old friend.
