It goes without saying that I love my children, but not their stuff. Both have now left home, they boomaranged back for a while, one from university and the other from a broken relationship, each time depositing "stuff" in the spare bedroom and garage, but have managed to get rid of quite a bit of it now, not all, we did take a very large amplifier to one of their houses to go with the various guitars, but alas couldn't be accommodated so back we drove with the cumbersome item,it now languishes in the garage
it's not like we are ever going to use it. I don't miss messy bedrooms with dirty socks and clothes on the floor, I really like having the house free of their man caves and tidy, except when the grandchildren visit 