We don't have tons of stuff. I clean out often, and we have nothing in our attic and don't even have a garage. But each room still gets its fair share of clutter here and there, and I am ready to be done with that.
We have too many paperback books that we simply do not need. They are stacked in a downstairs bookshelf, in boxes in a closet, and even in my husband's office at the university. They became sentimental during the many moves we made in our early marriage, and we lugged them around everywhere. This, I would say, is our biggest thing weakness as a couple. And by "couple" I mean my husband, the English professor.
We have too many purses. I am an accessory nut (hey, what better way to hide your imperfections than with a cute purse or a sparkly bracelet?). And by "we" I mean me. If you live near me please come over and choose one of the ten I have lined up in my bedroom. I am serious.
We have just enough of a lot of other things. We don't overdo it on the furniture or the kitchen stuff. And knickknacks? Can't stand the stuff. Love? Just enough, sometimes too much, I guess, but I am happy to keep an extra batch of that around.
And when you come to pick out a purse, please stuff a few books in it too. I really am serious.