I hear my family scoffing at that last sentence. Apparently I hoard things. It's completely untrue.
Just don't open the wardrobe at my dad's house. It may or may not be stuffed full of things I might need one day. And don't go in the attic. It's jam packed with lions and tigers and plastic teapots, oh my!
It seems I have a tough time letting go.
I have to let go of this because I never had it in the first place.
Update: Clair reminds me that I have jars full of teddy bear eyes in a cupboard...I also have teddy bear noses. ...shhhh