A catastrophe!!!

The death of my shelf happened this morning:

It used to look like this: 

It looks unorganized in the picture, but trust me, everything had its place.

And on a whim, it decided it didn't want to stick to the cheap duplex walls anymore:

 So without anything touching it, it just FELL. 

{My art desk shares the space with Andrew's room}

 My rubber gnomes had to be rescued under debris.

Luckily, my Italian Pinnocchio (a gift from my sister who visited Europe), my high school sculpture (my art teacher highly disapproved of), and the gnomes (my husband was against me obtaining) all managed to survive unscathed.

Their survival was meant to be.