One more time I am having the problem of book cases. What should I do? Should I go ahead and buy or should I build or should I leave all the thousands of books I have in boxes? You know why I am worried? I am moving once again. This is what happens each time I move. I am always in need of a new place of abode that would provide some sanity and where I can stay permanently. I have to move each time either because of a crazy landlord or a roommate who is drunk, passive, aggressive, crazy or even a thief. I really hate going through the stressful packing process. My books now stay in boxes during this period where I am not sure if the home is permanent or at least long lasting. I only put those I need on bookcases that are even makeshift bricks and boards. Some cases they are milk crates or cardboard boxes.
Finally, you can join me as I breathe a sigh of relief. Now, I am about to buy my own house. After living away from Mommy and Daddy for twenty-nine years and after moving from one house to the other thirty-something times, I am going to be getting my own house. I am now happy for my poor books as now they can get a breather too. Thankfully they have escaped the mold,...