#BlogElul 2013 Day 2, Act

So here is a confession I haven’t wanted to make: For a double-digit number of years I have kept a rented storage space, filled with items from several households (my own, and those of several family members, some still with us, some of blessed memory). And I have this even though I live in a reasonably-sized house that can accommodate a reasonable amount of what I will lovingly call junk.