I will begin the rant.
My DH just cannot stop himself buying more and more books. Only this week, has has spent about £1500!!!!!! Money we don't have at the moment, I hasten to add.
As I said, most of the time, I don't care. We're solvent enough most of the time; it gives him pleasure (he needs the retail therapy, believe it or not); I like having books about (hey, it's my job too). Etc. But just in a bloody while I wish he could just resist. Every time a catalogue drops through the door, I know we're going to be considerably poorer by the end of the day.
The biggest problem I have with it is not the money, in fact, but the lack of space, and general chaos the huge piles of books everywhere leaves us in. Our house has basically been made uninhabitable, hence our need to move to massive house in the village.
And he will never stop. It is an addiction, but one he feels weirdly pious about (after all, it's not like he's buying shoes or booze - they're books - precious items of knowledge, etc. Grrr).
Arrrrggghhh.
And breathe........