I like to keep everything, yet have storage space for almost nothing. My wife kindly offers to help me “organize” a couple times a month. And she wonders why I get anxious every time she offers to take the trash to the dump. On more than one occasion I have salvaged valuable items from the back of the pickup only moments before she leaves to take “trash” to the dump. I’ve managed to save some locomotive boxes only by hiding them in the back of our tiny attic.
Paul