Books and Their Attraction

During the trip I thought that I was doing pretty well. I've been collecting, or should I say accumulating, books since I was six years old. Now, approaching 75, I have been told by my wife that I should begin to divest myself of the books that infest the house. well, perhaps infest is too strong a word. So I was surprised that she would point out used bookstores to me as we were driving through cities and towns. I thought that I was doing pretty well at not stopping and feeling righteous in my self-denial. Today, after getting the bills paid and the luggage emptied I got around to the few books that I did buy. It turns out that I didn't do as well as I thought. Somehow there became a total of 35. I don't know how that happened. I truly tried to curb my tendency to buy whatever tickles my fancy. Granted that quite a few are paperbacks. I don't even want to think about where I will put them. The obvious answer is to get rid of 35 books. Then there should be space for the new ones. Ha! It is to laugh. Well, we can but try.