As regular readers know, our apartment is swamped with books. Sadly, to make some room, I brought to work about 20 novels that we could live without.
But the taxman taketh and the taxman giveth. And this year, the taxman owes me money. I don’t have it in my hands right now. But I know it’s coming (knock on wood), and so this weekend I’m buying a new bookcase. We probably have enough books to fill the first three shelves. But once this bookcase is full, we’re going to have move.