I am super anal retentive.
I weed out my closet every month or so, getting rid of things all the time.
I open mail and recycle the junk immediately.
I clean out our refrigerator and cupboards often.
I don't hold on to things I don't need or love.
In our apartment, everything has a place and everything is usually in it.
I discovered this in my desk drawer last night:
How the hell did these Halloween stickers printed in 1988 make it all the way from New York City to Portland with me?