I was discussing with my dear bloggy friend, Miss Fuzzy Cricket, about the new library that her family is currently planning on setting up in their home. (You can read about it here and check out her beautiful site while you’re visitng. WARNING: It’s addictive!!). As I read of her plans, I could feel myself turning all sorts of shades of green. Oh, how I long for a library. My very own special place that I could make just how I wanted it. My library would contain not only all my beloved books, but an overstuffed, amazingly comfortable chair, perfect for reading AND dozing in. There must be a few, big enough for me to curl up with my babies in. Wall sconces with softly flickering candles, beautiful lamps perfectly placed for providing ideal reading lighting, large windows for lots of natural light as well. A chest full of soft blankets for cuddling. Framed photos of my loved ones on the walls, and side tables perfect for resting that requisite cup of coffee. In my head, it looks a lot like this:
I love this unique bookshelf….although I would need about ten of them to fit all my books:) Or maybe this…..
I love the idea of color coding books- it’s so aesthetically pleasing. What a neat rainbow effect! Or I could go this route…
The green curtain really speaks to me.
But in reality, this is what I’m dealing with at the moment:
Exhibit A resides in our back room, which is currently serving as storage facility. Such a waste of space.
Exhibit B is also in the back room. **Note: I did not rearrange the shelves in any way so that you could get the full effect of the disheveledness (is that a word??). Don’t you love how “Why Do Men Have Nipples?” just jumps right out at ya??**
Exhibit C- this bookshelf is in my bedroom and is currently being utilized as a storage facility for everything under the sun, as you can tell.
And Exhibits D and E–the heirloom telephone desk that sits in my bedroom that is piled with my most recent library sale finds, and the sack piled high with books recently passed to me by my mother.
This is Exhibit F- the one that makes me cry inside. This cabinet in our garage contains twelve boxes of books, jammed packed with titles that haven’t seen the light of day since we bought our house 5 years ago. *sniff* It’s just not right, I tell ya.
And in closing, Exhibit G- my daughter’s bookshelf. What can I say–she’s a bookwhore in the making:) I assumed that you were getting an understanding of my lack-of-library predicament, and didn’t even venture into the depths of my son’s room for a photo.
I’m sure it’s pretty clear now as to why I titled this blog Overflowing Bookshelf. My house, as evidenced by Exhibits A-G, is one, great big overflowing bookshelf. I really must stop blogging and work on this problem. Unless, of course, Fuzzy Cricket will just let me share her library:) And for those who are like me and lust after the thought of having your own home library, be sure and check out Yourshelves.com, which features reader submitted photos of home libraries throughout the world. It’s a fascinating site that fulfills the voyeuristic side in all of us– Enjoy!