Since moving is basically my life right now, I can’t help but write about it again. Finding a new apartment, it figures, is just the beginning. The relief only lasts for a little while before you turn around and see the vast accumulation of things you own. Where did all of this stuff come from? At least, that’s what I was thinking just the other night as my roommate and I were trying to devise ingenious plans for packing up and moving everything we own. Furniture? Simple. Clothes? That’s what suitcases are for.
All of this seemed reasonable, until I turned around again and was faced with the bookshelf. And the books stacked next to it. And the ones stacked in front of it. I looked in the kitchen and there was the pile of cookbooks on the radiator. Slowly, with suspicion, I walked into my room and saw the scattered jumble of books next to my dresser and on my nightstand. Same in the other bedroom. Panic. We don’t have enough boxes for this! There might not be enough boxes in all of Brooklyn for this! When did we turn into book hoarders?
Of course, I suppose, books aren’t the worst things we could be hoarding. Better than, say, perishable food or cats, and I suppose we don’t have a serious problem (yet), but it’s still overwhelming. I really don’t want to get rid of any of my books, despite that I know I’ll never read some of them again! As Matt Paxton, one of Jane’s clients and host of the A&E show Hoarders, writes in his book, The Secret Lives of Hoarders, there are many levels of hoarding, and I still think I’m safely below even level one. Which is a relief. I mean, come on, it’s books! There’s nothing wrong with having a lot of books! Surely some of you have similar problems in this particular area of hoarding and just for assurance that we don’t all yet need to be clinically diagnosed, maybe it’s best to check out this video from the expert himself:
Until it begins impeding on my daily life, I don’t think I’ll start worrying in seriousness, so I’ll just turn my focus now on accumulating boxes (and boxes. And boxes) in which to pack up the masses of reading material we’ve acquired over the years. If anyone is around on moving day, please don’t hesitate to help out—because after packing, comes actual transportation and then the most dreaded of all—unpacking…