One should be more careful around bookshelves…. they outnumber us by a large margin…..
This time one of them decided to get the better of me. While puttering in my library, I made the mistake of grabbing a bookshelf for support. Rather, the mistake was which bookshelf I grabbed…. the freestanding one that helps divide the library space from the rest of my bedroom. It decided it would have none of that, by gum, –and who was I to use it so-; and promptly toppled.
The garbage can on the other side was sent flying, the box behind it was squished, and the few items on top were sent asunder. Overall, everything else was fine, including me. The books were all in place excluding one or two suicidal textbooks that jumped from the top shelf. One shelf was knocked askew, but that was easily corrected. I was able to step around to the other side and with a mighty heave managed to put the thing (6′ tall, full of books) aright.
Needless to say, I won’t do that again. Oh, and I put some shims under it to set it. That’s it, I’m done. Goodnight. That was enough adventure for the rest of the evening. I’m just glad it was easily fixed with no harm done.