Bookshelf of Shame

Hey guys - do you think my bookshelf is too small?




No really - what's your opinion?

Good God. Despite the fact that it's hideoso (a gift from the mother in law), it looks like it just had a litter of puppies. This is my one and only bookshelf, people.

I also have a few boxes of books in the basement, which somehow manage to spew books back upstairs every time I look at them.

It's time. TIME. My birthday is later this month (I'm zzhrhhg years old, and no I won't speak up) and I think I'll ask for a new shelf. Or at least some Ikea money for a new shelf. Someone who has reached the age of zzrhrrrg has reached the age of owning a proper bookshelf.

Made of wood. Like normal people own. (Or, in the case of Ikea - at least made of particle board.)

As for this wrought-iron thing, who knows where it will go? Oh, the exciting journey to the Goodwill or the basement or maybe craigslist! Exciting adventures await!