This isn't an easy decision for me. I've never not been around all of my books. I NEED all of my books around me, especially my non-fiction, because I never know at any time when I'm going to have to look something up. But that's going to have to change. I'm not interested in having insects eat their way through my library, and many of the books aren't replaceable. So I'm just going to have to learn to plan in advance, take books out of my storage locker as I need them, and replace them when I'm finished. Reading for pleasure will have to be planned in advance, as well, as I can't just have to-be-read piles lying around the apartment. And I'll finally be doing what I said I'd never do: swapping out spring/summer clothes for fall/winter clothes. Anything I don't wear for the season will go into the plastic boxes, too.
I would say that I am too old for this shit, and I am so tired of this shit, but I don't think anyone cares. Even I don't, anymore. Although, and I am quite firm about this, if I am still living this kind of hand-to-mouth shithole existence by the time I retire, I will not hesitate to kill myself. I'm really not interested in being sixty or seventy or eighty years old and living in filth and vermin, watching everything I've ever worked to own go into trash cans until I have absolutely nothing at all. Quality before quantity, even in life.