慕紀客蓓如是說

I packed 29 boxes of books and move to our new apartment. Those moving workers were amazing. They can carry 2 to 3 boxes a time and run up and down stairs with no difficulty at all.

They put on my book shelves with blankets and moved each one by only one person. I should take some pictures from behind because that looked like shelf walked by itself.

In an hour, all the boxes come to new place. And I started to rearrange all my books.

At first, I was happy that I finally find some time to rearrange everything. Hours went by, I started to worry. I only opened 6 boxes, and all 4 big shelves are already full. God! How about my other 25 boxes? Should I open them? Should I throw some or many or most of them? I can't! That will break my heart.

I slowed down, and went to shower. Then I sit in bed, don't know what to do.

Yesterday, I did throw some books. When I stop to think my studio as a library I can get a whole new idea of it. And of course, I can get rid of some books. But there are still over 20 boxes to go.

If I think yesteday is the most miserable day, then I will be an idiot.

Today, more things went to the recycle box. And I already have two recycle boxes now. I think that will grow quickly.

Why can't I have more book shelves and a much much bigger house for my books. But I know, If I do have both. I just postpone the decisions that I should make. And when that happened, it will be much worse than it is now.

So, I keep rearrange my books and try to get more rooms for any valuable collections of books. I do take my studio as a little library. But now it is neater and full of the books I love and those I will definitely read.

11 boxes to go for tomorrow.
God speed!! 

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Sorry! Chinese system broke down.