So this is what to day looks like:
I needed some space cleared in the living room. These are books I've written. And there are more somewhere. But I have gained a little space.
Me, looking at what I have to crawl over to get to the empty boxes I will be half the night filling. See the horror in my eyes. But as soon as I post this, I'll be back at it. Might or might not have a post tomorrow.