After the seriousness of yesterday, I thought that today we should loosen things up a bit. Oh look, it’s a baby panda:
(Note to Grace and El: Please keep your squeals down to reasonable decibel levels that won’t hurt my ears.)
Seriously, that thing is so dang cute that if I were a female panda, I would have started ovulating immediately.
Anyway, moving on to today’s main frivolity….
Do you know Roy G. Biv? I’m a big fan. I love rainbows and I love rainbow order. In fact, no lie, I sort my clothes into Roy G. Biv order — the clothes in my closet, the t-shirts in my dresser. I haven’t sorted my shoes that way yet, but only because it only just occurred to me to do so.
Anyway, on a related note, inspired by Pinterest — and isn’t that a statement that is fraught with danger — I did this:
These are the shelves in our study; these are only some of the books here in our house. Visible to the left is the Jen on the Edge Official Blogging World HQ. Not visible at the bottom of the photo are the piles o’ crapola that I still need to deal with, including old photos that need to be scanned and old financial documents that need to be shredded.
How did this come about? What form of Martha-inspired insanity led me to this? Actually, it’s something I had been pondering for a while. I had tried to sort our books by type (fiction, non-fiction, etc.) and then by author, but that failed so badly as to be laughable. We here in Jenworld are incredibly lazy about putting books back exactly where they belong, myself included. So since I couldn’t find books by author anyway, I decided to at least make things look nice. And let me tell you, if anyone gets lazy about putting books back correctly, I will know.
Roy G. Biv in our home library pleases me greatly. I love looking at it. The other day I was feeling out of sorts and like I’ll never conquer or even tame clutter in Jenworld, so I stood in front of the books and admired what I had accomplished thus far. And then, feeling fortified and strong, I went forth and did in fact conquer some clutter that had been sticking its tongue out at me and going neener neener for far too long.
Grace loves it — she too sorts her life by Roy G. Biv — but El didn’t notice until Grace said something to her. If Pete has noticed — and that is doubtful, he hasn’t said anything. Of course, now he knows, so maybe he’ll think to take a look tonight. Or not.
What about you? Do you sort things by Roy G. Biv? How do you sort your books?