My SIL and husband yesterday were complaining about their storage unit, about how difficult it was to unload and move the stuff in (2nd floor, up the elevator, last door on the left, yada yada), and also how the rent keeps going up.
So I asked them what they were storing.
”You know, old books, old clothes, nicknacks…”
“When was the last time you used them?”
”I don’t know, they’ve been in storage, at different storage units) so probably 3 year at least.”
”So why don’t you just sell it or throw it away?”
”I’m just not ready to… we’re not hoarders or anything, but we just don’t want to throw it away.”
I usually don’t buy anything without already knowing where it’s going to go, or what it’s going to replace. So along the same lines, I hate getting gifts, or the kids getting presents because it’s just going to end up in a corner or on the ground. I also stopped buying physical books if it’s available on Apple Books.
[edit] Come to think of it, it’s probably because my family moved every 3-4 year, so we bought only what we needed or really cherished.