Book Stack Overwhelm

A feeling I'll never get bored of...

This month I promised myself I would NOT buy another book.

Not even a book from a charity shop, which is a tough ask, as there are lots of great charity shops in my local town, with shelves stacked high of books that are on my 2023 wish list.

I have come to the conclusion I simply cannot fit another book into my life. (What a big fat lie!). In all honestly, there is literally no space left on my funky scaffold board bookshelf or on my bedside table or in my weekend bag or in the boot or my car or under my desk or in my ease retreats storage cupboard. If I have a slither of space available, guaranteed there would be a book or three in it.

What does this say about me?! Yes, I have a book problem, but is there such a thing? Can you seriously have too many books in your life? I have a lot of catching up to do, as I was never a big reader as a child. Come to think of it, I found books, or books found me after my second divorce when I turned 41. Best form of therapy!

So I’m wonderin…