Two months later & exactly 44 years from HS graduation!

I'm trying to own the word/concept "hoarder."  I think of hoarders as people who buy things and hold on to them and who get anxious when confronted with the possibility of releasing these things.

What it feels like from the inside of me is that I just can't get the energy to deal with my stuff -- already stacked up -- bought by necessity -- or brought in on loan, as some of those books on the kitchen table and in the bedroom.

But maybe by accepting the term "hoarder" I can kick this habit -- as after I accepted "addict" and was able to kick nicotine.  This is a new notion -- fewer than 24 hours and so far, all I've done is think about it -- unable to act.  However, writing is the first action and perhaps I will go DO something else about it.  Here goes.