Springtime and The Shelf of Shame

Here in Georgia, SPRING has sprung.

You: What are talking about? This is Ju—-

Me: LA LA LA WHAT I CANNOT HEAR YOU.

You: Summer is half ov—

Me: LOOK!!! A SQUIRREL. A SPRING SQUIRREL, SPRINGING. SHUT UP.

So it is spring, and now is that terrible time when we must do THE PURGING OF THE BOOKS. Here is a sample of just one shelf, and they are ALL this bad, and they are ALL over my house.

Books are my own personal tribbles. They sneak off behind the chifferobe in pairs and sneak back with sly, sl...