In which Deb Kristina has too much stuff

As Independence Day has just passed, I've been thinking about independence from stuff.

Three years ago, we moved into this house in a rush. We'd been renting the back half of a lady's house and with our then three-year-old, it seemed frightfully small. So we rushed out of that apartment as quickly as possible and threw our possessions into the house in every nook and cranny.

Also, we had saved everything that my son had ever used as a baby, figuring we'd be all prepared for the next wee one. Then