Once upon a time I had an excel spreadsheet of every single book I owned…. And then I started blogging, more & more books piled into my teeny little room. I started with one small bookshelf, now I am up to three which are all full. I’ve decided I may eventually die in a bookshelf melt down, I fear for my life. I hold hope that my Ikea assembly skills are up to par. If not, I will be smothered and/or crushed. Pray for me people, I am afraid.
Now I’m not going to pull the wool over your eyes, like I am sure almost every single other blogger has (fibbers the lot of you!)…..my bookshelves do not look like this normally:
Nor does it look like this:
Or like this:
Oh no my friends, my bookshelves only look like that for YOUR benefit. Lets be honest with each other, especially those of us who have a book addiction…there is NO WAY your bookshelves look like that on a daily basis every single day. Right? Admit it with me, your bookshelves look more like.. umm this:
Not so bad right? Oh but my friends, it can only get worse.
Yes I am coming “clean” to you all, my bookshelves (all 3 of them) have double duty as storage shelves for every single little thing my lazy self can’t seem to find another place for.
When I started reading, even up until my first review copy hit my shelf…there was order. Pfft. Order exists there now, but it’s an order even I can’t seem to follow. “Oh there’s an inch of free space, shove books there”.
So there you have it, I have confessed & shown your proof. I am embarrassed but I’ll live…unless those shelves start coming down. Now please excuse me, I must clean those babies…they scare me. Thank you Carolyn for having me & making me feel the need to organize, but do you want to come over & help me out?