The older I get the more stuff I accumulate. And while the saying goes that “opposites attract,” it turns out that my lovely wife and I are both minor league pack rats who keep just about everything; anyone for a Motorola brick cell phone, circa 1989?
What compounds the issue is living in a small urban home. Whether it is equipment, books, toys, CDs, cassettes (yeah, I finally dumped the 8-tracks when I couldn’t find a functional player), devices and various possessions are stacked, boxed and jammed into our small attic and garage.