Unless you own your own house, moving is a part of life. For me, it seems I move every couple of years. Personal relationships change and you need a smaller place, kids arrive and that former comfortable space becomes too cramped. Roommates, wives, children, family, friends enter and exit your domicile, financial circumstances change, and a multitude of other reasons can prompt you to pack up and find a new address.
For myself, this time, it was a need for a larger area. As a result, I now have a den, a man cave, to put all my man things. Baseball cards, games, and especially books. My NCL collection has moved uptown. No longer is it related to being stacked on the floor of a hallway. It has its own real estate on shelves in bookcases where it more properly belongs.
Book life is now a bit easier. There are less tumbling books, better organization, and easier access to my NCL collection.