I keep it simple. Life is complicated enough without adding a bunch of chaotic mess to it. I’ve been this way since college. I think living inside the my parent’s house is the impetus for my perspective. It was a nice enough place to grow up. The house was modest but had decent residential HVAC and a backyard that seemed to be vast when I was a kid. It would probably be judged just over a postage stamp lawn these days. But the central air conditioning of that house was stuffed with my parent’s junk. Every trinket from every trip. All the stuff that was broken but only needed to be fixed. None of the stuff was ever fixed. I mean that pair was almost like a couple of hoarders. Not as bad as what I’ve seen on TV but way too close in comparison for my comfort. When I hit my dorm room with no air conditioning and only radiant heating in the winter, I started from scratch. Seriously, I pretty much came to college with just the basics and left college only accumulating some life essentials. Now that I have a nice house with my own quality heating and air, we keep it clean and organized. There is a space for everything and all our stuff is of good quality and used often. So when I found 5 boxes of stuff just stacked up in guest room, I had to inquire. My wife thought that she’d just store some stuff in there that she couldn’t find a place for. It’s her house too so maybe I just have to adjust but from a few boxes, it’s a slippery slope to the guest room becoming a storage locker with air conditioning. And I just don’t think I could handle that.