I'm doing more cleaning out of the bedroom today. Tucked in the corner, is a low book shelf that I've had since childhood. My mother picked it up at a garage sale and we covered it with contact paper. I don't know why I still have the shelf. Sentimentality? Usage? Whatever the case, it's going out now. I don't need this and frankly, it's not my style anymore.
Fare thee well, little bookshelf! May a fellow freecycler enjoy you.