chicating

not sure if work heated up all at once or if the weather is pummeling some of you, but instead of scrolling around for content that I wish was there but wasn't(a frustratingly common pursuit of mine) I decided to fill up the donation bag with a bunch of books and get some shelf space in the old home office.
In my view, it looks pretty good, but Actual Mom is even more of a Spartan, so I'm not sure that she is fully...well, I was going to write "fully satisfied" but that sounds more like "Dozens" Mom than it should. But you get the idea....I'm even planning not to buy anything for a while longer.
Debating writing a fic like "Four Alternate Jobs That Buffy Did Instead of Doublemeat Palace," but maybe more original stuff should come first, which I am tentatively starting on a new section.
Found a Tana French to reread among the clutter. Disability team tonight.