You never know what you

have until you start to weed out stuff. I couldn't believe I had over 4 dozen books about knitting. Have I knitted 48 plus things as a result of having purchased the books, NO. I must admit, some are more reference than "here's a pattern, now follow it". And some are more pamphlet than what can be truly considered a book.
Until today I'd never counted them. There was no reason for me to know exactly what i had. Unlike my quilting books that were always visible in my work space, my knitting books were sequestered away in the cabinet I use to house my yarns, needles and other stuff needed for knitting.

After I counted them, I called my favorite knit shop and asked if they knew where I could sell all these books and Becky offered to take them on consignment which was okay with me. , In my head as we talked I'd nixed the idea of joining Revelry an on-line group for knitters just to see if I could move them out of my house through that venue.
So I went through them. Priced them according to Amazon Books. I just finished creating the list in a spread sheet.
Of them, I am keeping only three. The Knitters Book of finishing techniques, 2-at a time socks, and Jamieson's Shetland Knitting Book that I brought as a wishing book, for the longest time I was too large to wear any of the sweaters in the book, but now. Ha! I can and by the time I finish knitting one, (very complex) cables etc. I will be in good shape. Down another 5 pounds which brings my total to 70 pound now. My oldest grandson commented today on my skinny legs. I don't think they are; it's only because I am wearing a pair of pants that fit instead of droopy, baggy ones.
I had an 8:00 A.M. appointment with the Nurse Practitioner at the Surgeons office this morning. Sutures are dissolving as they should. All is well. From there I stopped at the market for a few items. It's really chilly here. Long pants and a light sweater weather. A bowl of Tomato Basil soup with a sprinkle of Parmesan sounded good to me. I will have it for Super since this is another evening I will be home alone. Josh the oldest Grandson is out and John and Lyn both have evening classes.
Another day gone.