Every once in a while I get a hair up my arse about cleaning up, and clearing out, my stuff. It’s too warm to do much about it at the moment (or at least that’s my excuse and I am sticking to it), but I am planning to sift through my books again, and then pass on to my other things. Because why not? You could argue that books should be kept (Lord knows that I am one of those people), but if I haven’t read it in years, then I am not going to bother to.
I might also have been inspired some by Marie Kondo. Maybe not, since it’s not since reading her book that I’ve had the current hair. Her book has just given me something more of a boost in getting a move on.