Yesterday I came home to a bookshelf mess. One of my bookshelves was leaning horribly. It had to be cleaned up, and I didn’t really have time to deal with it. My home office was full of iles of books. It was nearly impossible to walk in the room. As I pulled out the shelves, they fell apart. The shelves fell out, the braces fell on the floor and the sides collapsed. No, there hadn’t been an earthquake. In fact, my cats probably initiated the whole demise of the bookshelves. Everything is back to normal now after I spent a few hours gluing and getting new screws to replace the old ones.