My love of books goes back as far as I remember. My mom taught me to read a couple of words by the time I was two years old and by age three I was reading on my own. Some of my fondest childhood memories involve our weekly trips to the library. I can still picture the way the books were lined up in the children’s section and vividly remember the smell of old paper.
I hope my son shares my passion for books. I started reading to him long before he was born and on his first night in the hospital we pulled out a book and ready him a story.
Despite the fact that electronic books are readily available I tend to avoid them. I read a bit here and there online, but nothing feels as good to me as turning the pages of a paper novel. I love looking ahead and to see how many pages are left in a chapter. Can I finish it before my son wakes up from his nap? Can I finish before turning out the light and going to bed?
Over the years I’ve drastically cut down on the number of books I keep in my house. Although it was initially hard to give them up I now donate or sell them without hesitation. These days I don’t spend much money on books either. I cut back on them in my budget and only buy used copies.
But I still have a terrible habit. I buy books and never read them. It’s something that actually drives me quite crazy. A friend or family member will recommend a book and I’ll search for the lowest price and buy it.
It makes it’s way into the house, then moves from the upstairs bookshelf to the one downstairs and somehow or another I never seem to read it. These books taunt me. I pass them every time I feed the cat or wash the laundry. Yet fully knowing that they are waiting for me on the shelf I go out and purchase others.
Every so often I start to declutter and declare war on those books. I pull out boxes and ship them off to book buyers or donation centers. I can’t tell you how many times I box up a book that I bought but never read. Every time I do it I’m infuriated with myself, but somehow or another I find myself doing it over and over.
I’m not sure how to break the habit. Maybe I should get rid of all of my books and start completely over. Maybe I should institute a rule, like I can’t buy a new book until the last book has been read. I need to find a solution of some type because my own behavior is driving me batty.
Do you have a strange monetary habit? Do you buy books. clothing or other items that you never use or wear?