...and my wife will turn me in.
“You can’t have too many books!” I exclaim. Or I would if I wanted her to kill me, as she can no longer deal with the 4000 or so we have.
Sounds like my parents' house. Thousands of books. There's a library but they spill over into every other room (except the bathrooms). Same thing at my house. Need I add I was homeschooled...anytime I wanted to read something I saw in the public library, Mom would say "Oh I've got that." If not for their used book sales we'd probably never have been to the public library. She'd head for the sales rack like a shark, looking for titles she couldn't find anymore at home (because they were in storage).
I buy and sell homes, so I see a lot of them. When there are few or no books, it's always the first thing I notice. There's the unsettling question, do these folks actually live here? Without books?