It’s been two years since I’ve updated you longtime readers (and by longtime readers, I mean Charles and that guy from Boeing) on the state of the Noggle Library. As you might have gleaned, we have once again had to buy a bigger house to accommodate the library, so things have been rearranged somewhat.
This new house represents a departure from previous homes in that some of my reference books and some of Heather’s books are starting to cohabitate on the same shelves. Not the main libraries, but some of the fringe material.
That being said, here are the pictures.
This is the to-read shelves in my office. The bookshelves on the left are inexpensive bookshelves from Target which are starting to buckle from the weight of the books:
I also have two bookshelves of paperbacks that I have read in my office. If you look closely, you’ll see some Executioner titles that you’ve read about recently.
What, are there even bookshelves in Brian’s office closet? Of course there are.
To the side in the closet, my RPGs:
In the hallway between the offices, I have another three bookshelves filled with books I have not yet read:
In the main room of the lower level, we find my read shelves and some reference books. The read shelves cover the far wall beyond the entertainment center:
This perspective shows the read shelves from the side, with the reference books in the sole shelf on the far wall:
On the back wall of the main lower level room, we have the two commingled shelves I spoke of. These shelves include crafting books, children’s books, Heather’s collection of Sue Grafton, some music books, and some religion books.
Heather’s office sports these bookshelves, new Sauder bookshelves which seem to be simultaneously weaker and heavier than the previous models. They’re wider, though.
Heather has this bookshelf in her office, too. Through the door, you can see the bookshelves in the hall.
The living room sports some built-in bookshelves with Heather’s religious books and cookbooks and our current library books. We go to the library when we don’t have anything to read.
The youngest child has a bookshelf in his room.
And in the garage, we have our woodworking/home repair/gardening books.
So that’s the bulk of it. This year, I didn’t depict the hymnals on the back of the piano, the stack of books on the mantle/table beside my reading chair/headboard of the bed. Also, the two bookshelves from the older child’s room are in temporary remission since he’s in a big boy bed, and he would read the books on the bookshelves rather than sleep.
So we’re beyond the level of normal readers/book owners and have turned the corner toward professors. Additionally, given the short lifespans of my people and the thousands of books on those to-read shelves, I probably actually own more books than I can read in my lifetime unless science gets busy stretching that for me.
Compare and contrast this to your own library, and feel free to call me a wanker like Kim du Toit did when I first posted pictures of the library in 2003.
