I know that feeling and it is happening more & more with each passing day! I'm not saving much stuff anymore. You know the good stuff that might come in handy someday where only a small bit is broken, but the remainder is still good. Nope, into the trash. As it is there is way too much stuff stashed in four locations and still there is stuff laying on the floor in a pile. Getting to where I can't even remember my age, the birthdays fly by so fast. When asked I must remember the year I was born and subtract from the current year. Now, where did I lay that flashlight?