The last horizontal space now occupied.
What a perfect opportunity to polish up the typescript of my love-in-war novel… but I didn’t. I also passed up the chance to really get stuck into those boxes that never got unpacked when I moved in over two years ago.
Instead I wallowed in a massive readathon. I exhausted the parcel post lady with my online orders, some of which were quite weighty volumes, usually arriving in batches of three or four. I realised I was creating another problem when I was forced to stack books from the floor up. Corners were filled in double-quick time and every horizontal surface had a pile or two stacked upon it so that dusting became a major project of stack-shifting.
As a Band-aid solution I invested in a Kobo e-reader and loaded it with yet more books, so the reading went on.
The day dawned when I knew I had a serious storage problem on my hands and I went online to the Dshop website where I was offered a huge selection of bookshelves at very reasonable prices. Yes, all were d.i.y. assembly but, hey, it can’t be all that difficult to screw A into B while holding C in position… can it? Thus the storage problem remains until someone drops in.