This house has everything, yet it doesn't feel quite like a home. It's not that it feels like a model home--definitely not! There are family pictures, clutter, the occasional spider web. It is not overly clean but is tidy.
Yet the only thing that makes it feel like a home to me is the squeak in the floor when going from the dining room to the living room.
It is the oddest mix of old and new. The large TV with lots of speakers that sits on its stand that looks like it's falling apart only because the doors aren't closed all the way. The dated railings and cabinets by the nice furniture. The popcorn ceilings and fancy frames.
And now I can put my finger on it: It is the lack of books!
There are several media shelves dedicated to DVDs. Another one for cookbooks. Other shelves with games or statues. But I only see 9 real books. The entire Harry Potter series plus two in the series in languages other than English. There are a few book or binders, First Bible Stories, but that is shockingly not enough!
I saw a plastic Lord of the Rings sword & smiled earlier. I see the special extended DVDs. But where are the books?!
The child's room has the most books--including a child's version of The Hobbit (smile). Maybe the books are downstairs, but I've done enough poking around for today. This just solidifies my belief that a house is not a home without a stack of books in every room.
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