My heart beat a little quicker the other day, as I carefully backed my car into a parallel parking space downtown. Twisted in my seat as I edged to the curb, I chanced to notice hand lettered signs in every window of “The Bookstore.” That is the used bookstore. Half off everything in the store! Woo Hoo!! I nearly forgot my intended errand as I greedily pawed over the Antiques & Collectibles section. The stacks atop my bookshelves represent new (to me) reference books which I have dragged up the stairs, cleaned, labeled, and logged into my cataloging program. They won’t make it into the shelves until I have read them--now there’s a happy chore.