Nothing left but the juvies

(L’s gone down to San Marcos to spend the night with her bf, which is how come I’m still up at this rather unearthly-for-me hour.)

Yesterday I entered the last of L’s needlework and craft books into LibraryThing, which leaves only the bookcase in M’s room and one smallish trunk of books from L’s father to enter, and our library will be catalogued.  Completely.  After that, I can go back and begin cleaning up, adding changes and improvements made along the way to the earliest entries that lack them.

Right now, I’m guessing at a final count around 2,200 books in the house.  That’s a lotta books—not as many as some I’ve seen on LT, which can get into five figures, but still, two thousand books in one house is a lot.

The medium is just a brand new mailing tube game.  Fnord.