Recently, we embarked on a long overdue decluttering of our home.
Cheryl considers me a hoarder, a term I find hard to refute. I do sometimes see myself as an archivist of all things with future potential utility. I do keep the packaging from all my gadgets. Not just the box but also the documentation, receipts, inner cardboard scaffolding and yes, even the little silica gel packet that sternly warns DO NOT EAT, as if I had plan to live for a prolonged period of time in a sauna.
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