Swimming in STUFF

I’m not much of a spender or a shopper. I try to avoid accumulating too much stuff. Or so I thought. As I look around my house — in my closets, the kitchen, the attic & basement — I see a few trips to the Salvation Army and a huge yard sale in my future.

Boots. Bags. Books. CDs. Furniture. Knick knacks. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. Where did all this crap come from?! Some of it I’ve never even used. What am I saving it for? Stuff gives me stress! It’s gotta go.