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August 18, 2006

I don't think it will ever end

Dealing with the house has come to a stand still while everyone waits for the insurance company. And paperwork for the state grant programs is in processing, again not much I can do until the next phase. So I've been trying to push forward in sorting and cleaning books and working on the database.

Being a one person operation has its points but when you get to a situation of "I'm trying to do everything" it can burn you out, fast. Thats what happend to me. I got overwheled.

It was depressing enough to have to throw away the first 30,000 but even now the stacks are growing smaller. I've thrown out more than 5,000 books due to secondary damages. Seaped dampness, dirt and mud, water stains, mold, and ripped covers from when the stacks of boxes and books shifted and fell.

I've gotten to the point of it might be saved but it's not worth enough to bother with. So books like the one in the below picture are getting throwen out.

It may be hard to tell in the picture but the book is speckled with river mud on the cover. The mud came from another box when I was doing the initial cleaning, at least thats what I speculate happened. Things were in a state of chaos.

It goes against my frugal nature to do this, but I'm overwhelmed and depressed over the whole thing.

Posted by derstaffo at August 18, 2006 08:32 AM

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