It has happened, the thing I swore never would. I should be ashamed of myself, and feel like I've betrayed myself and everything I stand for, but I can't - I'm just too pleased.
I've gone over to the dark side.
Just to make it clear, I do have a very good reason for it. The situation had become so bad that something had to be done, and I wasn't going to give up my "hobby".
This picture was taken exactly one year ago, and the situation has certainly "deteriorated" since then...
My choices, as I could see it, were these:
1)
Stop buying books. Not going to happen.
2)
Get rid of some books. Never!
So I went for option 3...