It really upset me earlier when I went and had a look at her room... she has enough room to dance in and I now have so little room that I have to crawl over my bed in order to open my bedroom window! (as I can no longer stand in front of it as there are books piled up all over the floor).
There are also books on the floor outside my bedroom door... and I have no idea where I am going to put them... I'm thinking I'm going to have to get rid of some of them, which is something I hate doing... I hate giving up my books, they are so expensive these days, and they have cost me a lot of money in the past. I also don't see why I should have to - especially when Sissy agreed to them staying in her room when we let her have it!!
I was so angry about it earlier that I cried... it just made me feel that my stuff is of lesser importance than theirs... and I should just get my shit out of their room! It made me feel like an outcast in my own home.
Lugging all of the heavy hardbacks has given me a killer backache and also made my bad arm flare up again, to such an extent that I cannot lift the books any more today... not helpful when you're trying to get them put away **sigh**
