First blog back, part of my new start.. After a particularly horrible weekend (self-inflicted) I've decided to get organised, get fit and get happy. And I've used this surge of inspiration as a push to finally clear out my bedroom, (the one I share with my sister at home, not my Glasgow abode.) It is so absolutely full of clutter, and I can promise that only about 12% of that is my sisters. She's minimalist, I'm a hoarder. Bet she loves me! Just from where I'm sat on the floor I can see a pack of unwritten christmas cards and giant unicorn teddy bear wearing a cowboy hat. So I really need to get sorting as opposed to my usual hide-things-in-the-drawers-until-it-all-goes-away technique.

So I've started on my bookcase, and having gone through about sixty books thus far, have decided that I can part way with.. five of them at last count. And I realised that there are a strange selection of books that I've had for over ten years that I just can't bring myself to part ways with. So then I decided instead of sorting through them and trying to force myself to charity shop them instead of keeping them getting dusty... I'd blog about them instead! Procrastination is grand.