A beautiful junk heap, that's what I call it!
I quite like it this way. My books are my friends. I've read a lot of them, and I even paid for some of them. (Gifts and review copies, folks - what were you thinking?) Both my husband and I were once book reviewers, and so we would get 3-4 in our in-trays, each, per week, with a note saying; 'Please review and keep if you like'. -We wrote a lot of reviews.
So why the flutter over the clutter? Well, after the Big Trip 08 - our 3-month jaunt through Europe and Canada - we came home to find that someone had mysteriously shrunk the house. I mean, it's all still sort of where it was, only everything seems smaller. And I want to do some sewing, and some writing, and the papers and books are getting in the way.
It must be spring insanity. I'm sure if I lie down for a while, it will pass...
PS - I agree with Yatzi on some things. No, my place is not that bad!