It's amazing to me, even though rationally I am aware that I do this routinely, how much "stuff" accumulates in closets. One project I asked for during my convalescence/rehab time was to clean out the "Fibber McGee and Molly" closet in my room. Once upon a time it was my computer station when I had a wonderful old Mac. As the Mac died and went away, the desk was changed into a closet (with a door) and began to accumulate things. It had a bookshelf with books, computer programs, and stationery in the original scheme of things, but the scheme was forgotten and many other things were stashed. Among the things found: a favorite solitare game for the Mac (that will not go on any of the current machines); a boxful of assorted gift bags; and a mysterious $75 in cash that no one knows how or why it got stashed.
And through it all, I am reminded of all the things we accumulate and don't really need. I will not miss the stacks of books, the unused cloth napkins, or the pieces of wrapping paper. I tend to think...oh I'll use those someday, and "someday" just doesn't happen. So they go off to the second-hand bookstore, Goodwill, or recycling, and hopefully will find a more appropriate home.
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