9/10ths of the Problem...

"Possession isn't nine-tenths of the law, it's nine-tenths of the problem." -- John Lennon

The bane of my existence these day seems to be an overabundance of stuff. Things, possessions, crap, doodads, whatever. Every day I seem to be hauling stuff out to my car for the thrift store. I then again bring stuff that has been given to me, or that I have won as white elephant gifts, back into the house. My car's trunk is always full of items coming or going and EBay has become my third career.

Why should everyday objects take up an entire Saturday? I spend hours cleaning up and reorganizing stuff that has multiplied or moved out of their respective places. Why should I be so bothered by it? I can't relax, do work or cook or eat until my surrounding area is clean and clutter-free.

Our nation is the land of cheap and plentiful, and I think that this has hindered us more than helped us as a society. Some homes are so cluttered with useless junk, that I am horrified and have to grab my camera. But looking at the pictures stresses me out.