The bookcases at home are groaning under the weight of books and in danger of collapse. Added to which, we have lots of books in storage because we have nowhere to put them. The shelving that houses my books had become a real eyesore and I had been muttering to myself to ages that I really needed to reorganize it.
I found time (!) in my busy schedule to pull down the books, dust the shelves and reorganize them in such a way that I could find the books I wanted. Prior to this, there were so many books stacked on top of the shelved ones that actually removing a book from the shelf posed the very real possibility of total collapse.
What prompted this sudden urge to tidy? Well, I was looking for Susan Branch's Christmas From The Heart Of The Home and discovered that the edge of the dust jacket had been ripped because of the way I had stored the book. I was quite upset at my own carelessness, as I take great pride in my books and the pristine condition in which they are kept. I never bend down corners and I get irritated when I borrow books from the library and see how they are misused and abused.
Now I can delight in admiring my newly organized bookcase. That just leaves another two to sort, one of which is even worse than the one that I have done. I'm not sure what I'm going to do about the dangerous swaying of the bookcase though.
(In case you are wondering, the seagull in wellington boots lives on top of the bookcase!)