Much to my delight last week, I found out that I’m not the only pack rat in the world. I heard from a few others who are “undiagnosed hoarders” like myself, and am grateful to know that I’m not alone in my denial. I mean, in my passion for paltry possessions.

I only mentioned a few of my items in last week’s column — not even a scratching of the surface of the iceberg of items floating in my sea of stuff. Not that I interact with everything I have, of course, but I just like to have it handy, in case I get a hankering to revisit it. Fellow pack rats know what I’m talking about.