Go here to see what my grandmother’s house might have looked like before it got bad. Eventually she had boxes all the way to the ceiling and the pathways went from the front door to her bed to the bathroom. There were no boxes piled in the bathroom that I remember.

With that as a legacy, you can see why I tend to throw things away (or give them away now that I have enough money to have discards that are actually worth something to someone).

I do like to collect blue glass and art. And I do probably have more books than I need. But I’m nowhere near where this lady is.