It being a woman’s prerogative to change her mind and her office layout frequently, I have adopted a cheap and flexible method of adding bookshelves to my workspace. A few $10 crates, binder clipped together, are a quick, sturdy(as long as I remember to put the big books on the bottom) solution to my ever-growing collection(Marie Kondo’s excavation method stalled at the door of my office).
The only thing I haven’t figured out is how, despite always creating more space and I think I’ll ever possibly use, I still seem to run out of it with alarming frequency. It begs an answer to the age-old question of which came first — the shelf space or the collection?