Some time ago I saw photos online of home libraries organized by color.
Naturally, I assumed people who organize their books by color have an abundance of free time in which to accomplish such a task.
I was wrong.
It’s okay to be wrong once in a while, as long as you own up to your mistakes.
In the space of a very short afternoon I was able to organize all my bookshelves by color.
Why did I think my bookshelves should be exempt?
For someone like me, who’s just the teensiest bit O.C.D., having my books organized by color is Shangri-La. Absolute happiness.
It makes my bookshelves look like they really have their act together, which I appreciate. A good bookshelf is hard to find.
It adds a certain element of decor, and it makes my eyes feel happy when I rest on whole blocks of color at a time.
Have you done anything lately in your home that made your heart sing? Perhaps your dishes are stacked in a spectacular fashion, or your keys are always in the same place. Do share, will you?