I am a “two moving box guy”, priding myself on being able to fit my whole life into two moving boxes.
Then I had kids and married a fantastic women. Then you start acquiring all the things you need for a “grown up life” and you suddenly end up with weird shit like “a metal hole punch” because you needed it that one time.
And over the years you end up with a garage full of shit that might just be useful one day.
Some years ago my wife and I made an active effort to get rid of shit we didn’t have a purpose for today. If you live in a good neighbourhood chances are your neighbour will be happy to lend you a jig saw, or a metal hole punch, or disco lights or whatever you need.
Now, whenever we book an Airbnb it hits just like a jackhammer how much crap other people own that they clearly don’t need. Endless amount of water bottles etc.