At about the same time my father opened his bookstore, a fellow opened one in nearby Peterborough, a town in which there was a more affluent populace. This bookstore did very well. I do not think that my father’s bookstore failed because of mismanagement but rather because of circumstance.
Would I want to own a like bookstore? Yes and no. I do like to read and talk about reading and to recommend books to people. But I would not like having to deal with the administrative end of things. Also, I would not like having up times and down times. And additionally, there would most likely not be a broad audience for the types of books that I like to read.
Right now my shelves are full and there is no room for any more books. I have decided that my new rule is that I must read two books for every new one that I acquire or take out interlibrary loan. I just have too many good books lying around unread – I must read them.
I have plans to take a box of books with me this summer, for reading as we go up and down the highway. I am planning on reading a few of them out loud, as we travel. Pete also brought some books on tape home from school, so we’ll also listen to them.
I would like to have a day or two or three where I have nothing to do but kick back and read. Usually I read at night these days, before going to bed.
Yesterday, when we were at Life Med – the two on-duty paramedics, a man and a woman, talked about their very exciting jobs. Both were wearing dark blue jump suits with white pinstripes. As they talked, I wondered how they manage to keep their houses clean. I mean, really, they don’t have much time off. I do think they eat well for they were both fit. But how they do what they do and maintain their homes is a mystery to me. I would have asked them about this, but it would have seemed to be too odd a question.
Something else to think about, for sure.
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