My wife and I are packrats.
This fact was clarified today
when we erected a huge new
Billy shelf structure from Ikea
promptly filled it with
items from hither and thither
and it seemed to make no difference
to what was lying around.
I read once about
two brothers who lived
in a house full of
piles of newspapers
and inhabited the paths
between the piles.
I have a feeling that
in a few years, when
she and I are too old
to lift a finger to tidy
or erect a new
Billy shelf structure
we will be wandering
among the newspapers
like two lost old things
