I moved in...

Well I started to anyway. I am far from calling myself moved in, but during the first week of June I began to move my things from my overpriced one bedroom apartment into a house that is reasonable. This is where I've gotten since June 3rd.






I have to be honest. It's been a little more organized than that and usually only turns into this mess when I decide to do some moving in.

The problem is my bookshelves. I have a small set of book shelves. I am struggling with filling them. You see most of my stuff is books. As I began to put books into the shelves I realized I was putting all of my dad's books into the shelves. He was a Tom Clancy and Robert A. Heinlein fan. I have all of his old books. I probably have 75% of Clancy's offerings and about half of them are 1st prints. Some of the Heinlein books are first prints as well. My struggle is this, I want my shelves to reflect my literary tastes but I don't want to off load these books. First of all, I don't want to get rid of anything that used to be my father's. I have some serious pack rat habits when it comes to things that were his. It took me two years to go through half of his files. It'll probably take me another two the get through the rest. On top of the sentimental value, there of practical value. About two thirds of these books are first editions which makes them collectors items. But I am not a book collector, nor do I have the room to become one. I would love to keep them but I hate keeping books in boxes.

Here then is my question: Do I keep the books, in boxes or otherwise? If I get rid of them, how do I find their true monetary value so as not to get ripped off?

Ultimately, the goal is to have a room I can live in, but these quandaries always make me stop and stress me out.

Onwards and Upwards.