A few nights ago I was contemplating my ongoing life project (well, one of them) and decided to donate all the P.D. James books I've been saving in case I want to reread them. In my defense, I have reread several titles more than once, so the idea is not out of the realm of possibility. I was excited to think that I had so easily decided on a positive step.
So, imagine my dismay this morning when I looked at the bookshelves and realized I gave away those books last year. I now remember I did some cookbook weeding at the same time. So I'm not sure where this leaves me. Could Nancy possibly be next on the chopping block?
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