Book nerd

You know when you realize you have problems?

When, after you've just managed to pack all your books for yet another move in one(almost construable as tiny, may I say-albeit, stuffed to previously unknown levels) bag and you show said bag to a flatmate, she lovingly looks at you and asks if that's all.

Because then you have to admit that, you know there are the books that are in the other bag and the three you have in the backpack, just in case there's a lull in your moving process and oh, yeah, the ones that you're leaving for the bag that you still haven't packed and where the heck did all these books come from in less than two years, because you swear you only brought 3 with you when you moved here.

Oh, well, one's a library book.