I am drowning in stuff... okay, specifically books & papers, but I'm drowning nonetheless. I pack up boxes of the stuff but it seems like I never get any more space in which to work. I know I tend toward pack-ratness, but over the years, I've gotten pretty good at discerning what I truly will need and what I won't. The big purge last summer sure helped pare things down into the critical and the non-critical. And although I make mistakes about what to keep and what to throw occasionally, overall I think I'm pretty good at it.

But I still have no space. I have to pile books on the floor in order to have a desk to work at. I am drowning.