Literary obsession

Actually, it's an old obsession but lately, it has gotten much, much worse. When the kids go to bed, I spend valuable sleep time scrolling eBay for must-haves. I hit the big church yard sales hoping to find paper treasure. I spend hours shifting shelves and bins at local thrift stores.

Of course I didn't came home empty handed — from Monday's thrift store visit, I brought home 11 books for $5. Three for Will, two for Joseph, three to put up in the closet for rainy days and three for eBay. Because I need to fund my growing vintage book collection. Right now, I'm trying only to buy books I like so that if they don't sell I won't mind so much putting them on the shelves. Being on eBay daily is dangerous though ... I'm in danger of buying more than I sell.

There are hundreds of vintage books out there. I can't rescue them all but I do gravitate towards certain subjects. I love ABC books, 1950s illustrations, nursery rhymes collections, hardcover "Let's Read and Find Out" books from the '60s and '70s. For awhile I was buying any bunny book I could, inspired by Joseph's bunny friends. Now I've leaning towards farm books if only to have something to read besides Joseph's favorite "Big Red Barn."

My latest bedtime reading? A book about children's books. 

I might seriously need an intervention!