Two of the kids and I have books listed for sale online. A great way to clear out the overstocked shelves here, and make a little cash at the same time. Pretty neat to wake up in the morning and find out you've made money---not a lot, but still, a bit. So far they've both had sales, and I got a second one today. Not a bad record, is it?
And am reading a delightful library book called Major Pettigrew's Last Stand by Helen Simonson, and I just love it. Very quiet humor and just a sweet story. I'm telling you, after reading Dorothy Whipple's Someone at a Distance (1953), I got to thinking of how rare it is now to find a new book that has an old-fashioned flair. Books don't have to be filled with profanity or compromising situations. This book proves it, or at least it has so far. I've not been shocked with it yet!
Must go now. Still feeling a tad scattered (which must just be the way I am lately---might as well get used to it, eh?), and needing to feel settled. What's up with that?
