When a bookcase explodes

This is what happens when, instead of working, I decide to do what I've thought about doing and empty a bookcase to move it to the other side of my study. Let me say that it wasn't pretty. Books everywhere, the hallway overcome by piles of books and papers, Lea sitting on the other side of the mess, suddenly unsure as to how she could get to her water bowl on the other side. And of course, I started that rather late, after a quick trip at Ikea, and by 9pm, I just wanted to abandon the ship and fall asleep. But I had to make the hallway somewhat passable.