It's kind of a sad night

My son is coming over tomorrow to start dismantling my 'library'. I took a few pics as it will be a while before I see them like this again. I'm a bit torn. He's coming over first thing in the morning - he hopes around 8:00 am. And I don't normally see 8:00 am on a Saturday. I'm debating on whether to get up and help so I know where they all are, or to keep on sleeping. It is a Saturday after all. I'll see how I feel on the morrow. In the meantime, here are some of the pics I took - *sad sigh* And I already rescued a few from being packed away




You can see that some of them are a bit on the fuzzy side. My hands must be trembling at the thought of having to pack my preciouses away



Of course, I do still have my book cases upstairs....




(Here's my Guy of Gisbourne Action Figure - heh heh heh)




And while I'm doing pics, here are for now anyway, the other two life forms that share space with me, Zina and Destructo Cat

The little one below is Destructo Cat. I know!! You are probably wondering how such a cute little dear could possibly be so destructive. But right now she is hanging on the kitchen screen trying to get a bug that's buzzing outside the window

HEY!!!

GET DOWN!!!!

GET!!!

DOWN!!!

WoW - Two in one night!

Sad News

It seems as if I'll be losing my 'library' for a while *sigh*. My oldest son Brent, just dropped by and (not surprising to me really) he's got himself into a pickle financially. He works in the auto industry and due to economic times, I thought he might need his mama's help. I offered a few months ago for him to move back home until things got better but he declined. But he was talking to a friend tonight about how deep he's sinking and his friend convinced him to take me up on my offer.

He wants to move back into his old bedroom. This is the room I changed into the 'library'. Now since he had that room and when he moved out, his younger brother, Ryan moved in. When Ryan moved out and Brent moved back home, he took that room again. Then when he moved out once more - and then Ryan moved back, he took that room back again. Then when Ryan moved out a second time, that's when Lisa and I made it into a 'library' - to prevent either one of them from moving back home as they didn't have a downstairs bedroom to move into and so I could FINALLY get all my books out of their boxes and bags and have them easy to find.

So it's not in the best of shape - gum on the ceiling, walls in terrible shape etc - having been the bedroom for young teenage guys. I'm sure there might even be a picture or two of a scantily clad woman in the closet.

Brent said before he moves in, he will fix the room, put in new carpet, put drywall up on the walls instead of the stucco that's there now. So eventually it will be even better. I told him one of the conditions of his moving back was when he left (he figures in a year at most) he has to rebuild the shelves and make it back into the 'library'.
It was rather amusing though, as I asked him what he had planned for all the books in there now. Since he has to store a lot of his furniture, he said he'd pack the books up and store them too. I couldn't get the words "my books Do Not leave this house" out fast enough. So *sigh* back into the tubs they will go.

So for those who haven't seen the pics of my 'library' here you go. Enjoy because they wont' be there a whole lot longer. I thought about telling him he could move into one of the bedrooms upstairs, but I think it would work better if we lived mainly on separate floors.


And I'll have to figure out what to do with my "Armada" too. You see, I have a collection of ships that are on top of two of the half book cases. I call it my Armada - one shelf is covered with the British and the other side with the Spanish. (The British won by the way) I do have some of them at work though. We had a 'decorate your desk' thing at Christmas so I brought in 3 of the ships, printed out the words to 'I Saw Three Ships Come Sailing In' Christmas Carol, put blue tissue paper on my shelf at work and crumpled it up to represent waves. I had other stuff up too and took it all down, but the ships are still there.

Just today as a matter of fact, a coworker asked why I had them there. I answered that when things were stressed, I'd look at them and picture myself as a young lass sailing to the Caribbeans when the ship I was sailing on was boarded by a bunch of pirates who captured me. The pirate captain took one look at me and fell in love with me and decided to rescue me - you see, I was being sent there by my evil uncle who really wanted to steal my fortune.

She looked at me kind of funny and said "Oooookay".

I refrained from wondering what she thought about her coworker and her fantasies. But it does work well in relieving stress as the pirate captain looks not unlike Will Turner