As soon as my husband moves the futon frame, I'm moving my three dusty exercise bikes to the spot. Maybe then I'll use them (I reeeaallly need to use them). Then, unfortunately, I'll tackle the books. The Internet has made most of my resource books unnecessary. I keep them because I love the feel and look. I'm also going to get rid of the books I've read. The chances of me reading them again are pretty slim (I, of course, will not get rid of my Anne of Green Gables or Little House on the Prairie books). You know, if I read a book a day (from my TBR piles) and I lived to be a hundred, I'd not make it through the books I've got stacked waiting for me to read
After I do the book reduction, I'm opening the closet that is currently blocked by the stacks of books. I sorta know what's inside.