Have you heard the song about “Too Much Stuff”?
I feel that way sometimes. I have lots of stuff, not as much as some, but way more than others. And I feel guilty about it.
Part of my problem is figuring out what’s stuff and what’s junk. I hate junk. It serves no purpose whatever except to take up room and make my house — and closet — look cluttered. I definitely have too much junk.
But I have trouble getting rid of anything. I keep thinking I might use these things some day, even though I know the chances are slim to none.