There are two kinds of people in the world – packrats and the rats who pack up your important goose poop collection and sneak it into the garbage can while you’re napping. I am the latter, but I can’t help it. I feel safe in my rebellious minimalism. My mother has at least 14 of everything I’ll ever need. If I ever throw my favorite doohickey away by mistake, she has 2,127 in assorted sizes and colors. The only problem with packrats is they’re always certain they have just what you’re looking for. They’re just never quite sure where it is....