Coughing Hammers.

Piles.
There are piles everywhere.
These are not neat stacks.
These are precariously piled piles that teeter and sway with the slightest breeze.
A yawn, a blink, a quick dart of the eyes could send these piles toppling.
I ask why there are so many piles?
What could help reduce these dangerous cairns?

Shelves.
Shelves would help.

But look at all the shelves that I have made that lay bare!
What about those shelves?
The blood and sweat I poured into their construction!
The math and splinters, the sawing and routing!
Glued and screwed and serving no purpose!

The true solution lies within you.
Only you can put an end to this madness.
Organizational containers and a little elbow grease.
Also brain grease.

Tomorrow is the big BBQ!
Terrific!
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