Last year I bought a new bookcase. I brought it home, stuck a few books on it and then it started collecting paper and knickknacks.
The paper was swallowing me whole this weekend so I spent hours throwing a bunch away and then pulling books out of boxes in the closet to stick on the shelves.
There is no order yet. But I love that they're there so I can see them. I don't know why but they make me smile.