bookriot:
In my bedroom, next to the door in front of a packed bookshelf, are six piles of books stacked three feet high. When my husband goes to sleep, he has to squeeze through the narrow path between the books and his side of the bed. About once a week, he will look at me with a disgruntled frown and ask, “Is there another place to store these?” And all I can do is give him my sweetest smile and say, “No.”
Our apartment is 750 square feet, and my husband share it with two little humans...
Published on February 23, 2017 19:33