Sunday afternoon, Darling Diva at her friends house, Dear Hubby messing around in the garage and me in a quiet house...yep it was heavenly. I should have been writing, of course, but instead I was working on a new idea. Which is in the same vein and my idea was overpowering my other writing so what is a writer to do....
Anyway, things were going well, lots of plot work and characterization was happening until I hear a grunt and DH calling out to me in his, I love you, but there is something you have to do that I know you won't want to...voice.
So I gird my loins and schlep out to the living room, ever fearful of what task lay ahead.
There stood my DH with no less than four plastic bins on a wheel cart, a spot for me to sit and a stool to get the bins to my height.
Shoot! I know those bins. They house my treasures...books, books and more books.
"Look what I found in the garage." This conversation always starts the same way, he happens across them and thinks it would be a great time to go through them...ACK!
I can do this...I really can, but can he? As I crack open the first bin a gleeful giggle escapes my lips. How could I have forgotten these books? Oh happy day to have them in the house again!
An audible sigh comes from the chair across the room and I peek over at my wonderful hubby. "Can we bring some of them to say half-price books?" Now the idea of a credit for more books must really grind at DH, but bless him for the offer.
I did find several I was willing to part with, but those were mostly college text books, which did thrill my guy cause "those suckers are heavy" LOL.
Have a great day!