Today was the day I set aside to pack up my books (most of them) in boxes to ship across the country in anticipation of our big move. I researched carefully how to properly place the books in the boxes and how to prevent damage, whether through books shifting inside or a water drip. Armed with this knowledge, I set out to the shops this morning to gather my supplies.
Boxes I already had in abundance, thanks to a stop at the liquor store the night before (we were picking up a pack of beer for our Lord of the Rings Risk night, which was SO much fun, by the way. The game, not getting beer). I had carefully taken notes in my cute little owl notebook that my mum had given me and had listed exactly what I would need and where I needed to go to get it.
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| Page One... |
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| and Page Two! |
I started at a craft store, which would not have any of what I needed, but it did have a colouring book I wanted. I got a 600 page Disney princess colouring book for our long drive, and flipping through it is absolutely thrilling. SO many pictures of my favourite princess, Belle, and many of my other second favourites as well. I'm so excited! (I even have a pack of lovely Staedtler colouring pencils!)
Whoops. Rabbit trail.
So I got all my supplies;
- packing paper & bubble wrap (Home Depot)
- packing tape & regular tape (Staples)
- scissors & plastic bags (already had)
and when I got home I set to work.
I separated all my books into piles according to size and placed them carefully into my prepared boxes. I am not taking any chances with them. My logic is, if I have to mail them across the continent, then I'm going to be the one to carefully and lovingly pack them so that I know I've done all I can to ensure they arrive safely. A tiny bit of me is apprehensive of this big trip for them, but books are shipped all the time and it seems to me, if they are packed properly, then they arrive perfectly fine.
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| The Boy Next Door, all wrapped up. |
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| Nicely wrapped and ready to go in with its siblings. |
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| Tada! Spines against spines. |
I made a rather chilling discovery as I pulled my books off their shelves, however. A little munching bookworm had decided my Anne of the Island hardcover was a tasty morsel and took a burrow in it. Thankfully, it wasn't a particularly special copy to me (although it's all relative, all my books are precious), but my heart raced as I thought of my Enid Blyton Island of Adventure hardcover right next to it. Thank goodness, when I pulled it out, it showed no signs of bookworm feasts. I did find the little muncher, though. He had expired in the hole. My belief is that he died of gluttony. He should have known better than to eat a book of mine. Tsk, tsk.
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| Was it yummy, little worm? |
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| Very hard to see, but that's the dust he left behind in the corner of the bookshelf. |
My book packing adventures have been paused a bit, due to my hot sticky state of being. I am quite happy with my efforts so far, and am confident that my treasures will travel well padded with packing paper and well wrapped in bags to prevent moisture.
A good day's work, I believe.
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| Survivors of the bookworm attack. |
