Evening Audit

Evening inventory audit initiated! I marched back inside from the porch sector and advanced straight to the lower bookshelf. Chaos detected on shelf level one! Three hardcover books were leaning sideways at a reckless forty-five-degree tilt. Total structural collapse imminent! Zero room for slacking! I planted my leather shoes firmly onto the dark oak shelf, gripped my wooden bat with both hands, and drove the barrel right into the corner spine of the heaviest volume. Shove! Hard wood scraped against paper! I heaved forward until the entire row locked tight into an upright, flush vertical stance. Flawless rectangular alignment established. The board is adjourned for the night!