Bad housekeeping

I discovered last night, on the point of dishing up supper, that all the dinner-plates were in the dishwasher, awaiting washing. This was unexpected, as I usually run out of dishwasher-space before I run out of plates. I ate supper off a salad plate, and ran the dishwasher. This evening I realized why the dishwasher managed to absorb all the plates; I'd left the week's pans in the sink. I guess I'll be running it again ahead of schedule.

Oh, well. The new bookshelves are coming tomorrow, which should give me some incentive to get a bit more organized.

Musical Bookshelves

My new bookshelves are arriving tomorrow.

So tonight I ( moved a lot of things about. )

So that's it. I have nine feet of study wall awaiting nice new bookshelves (four feet of tall ones) and a file-cabinet/cupboard. And every single one of the seven assorted self-assembly bookcases I brought from Birmingham, via London, is now in the bedroom. (It's quite a big bedroom, about fifteen feet by ten, wider in parts, and my twin bed and six-foot dresser don't take up all that much of it.) One chair and the settee from the cheap undersized three-piece suite* I brought with me are in there, too. One of these days, and probably not too far in the future, I need to do some serious decluttering in there. Tomorrow, though, I get to spread out the books in the study (all SF and Fantasy, nearly 700 all told) and file some of the miscellanea.

*Note for US readers: a '3-piece suite' is, or at least used to be, the basis of a British living room; one settee -- in my case a two-seater smaller than some large US chairs -- and two armchairs, all matching.