11 August 2005

I Dislike . . .

. . . seeing my own books on the shelves of used bookstores (well, books that used to be mine). It makes me unhappy, like I've betrayed them somehow, by casting them aside, unwanted. Silly, yes. I tried not to look at the shelves and the stacks of unprocessed books when I went into Ulla's Bookshop today to pick up a cheque for the books I traded in. I especially hate seeing my old books there when I'm taking money for them. It's not so bad when I get credit and take home new books to replace them.

2 comments:

Sue said...

//hugs//

Niko said...

This is the worst part of moving. I like going new places. I know most of my family and friends will visit (or I'll visit them), and the ones who won't I won't miss quite as much. But some of those books I may never see again (cue dramatic posture of woe).

On the other hand, it does feel good to have slighty less stuff.