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Oh my god, I just spent two and a half hours sitting on the floor. I've been working on adding all of my books into my librarything database, so that I can hand over the cuecat to Mom next time I see her and allow her to do the same daunting task for her own collection, and as any bookworm can tell you, "going through your books" for any reason will, at some point, turn into "reading just one page" which turns into "fuck, why are my legs asleep?" Every time.
I now have two hundred and eighty-nine books in the database, and only six more shelves to go. Before I start on adding my to-read pile, of course. And all of my stored/set aside to trade or sell boxes, of course.
This seemed like a good idea at the time, I swear. Now I'm going to go hobble over to the grocery store so I can make pesto like I was planning to do this afternoon. My planning skills are excellent, it's my follow-through that needs work.
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I now have two hundred and eighty-nine books in the database, and only six more shelves to go. Before I start on adding my to-read pile, of course. And all of my stored/set aside to trade or sell boxes, of course.
This seemed like a good idea at the time, I swear. Now I'm going to go hobble over to the grocery store so I can make pesto like I was planning to do this afternoon. My planning skills are excellent, it's my follow-through that needs work.
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