I love books. I have many. My husband thinks I have an addiction problem with my books. When it is suggested to me to get rid of a few because 'you only read them once,' I am offended. I remember when we moved three years ago. I did get rid of a box, a small box, of books, and it was almost painful. I don't know what it is, but I just like to be able to go to a bookshelf and pick a book up about a certain subject, or to just know that I always have something to read, which is an understatement/Live, Love, Laugh, Hope. More here.

Question: Are you a book worm, too?