Have you ever noticed how quickly we acquire things? Sometimes we don't even know where they came from, or what they are for, but we must need them for something, or we wouldn't have them. Right?
We have moved four times in the last four years, and each time we have moved we have gotten rid of some of our "things". When we reach the new place, we acquire new things to take the place of our old things. I heard Jerry Seinfeld do a comedy routine similar to this. He called it our "stuff", and he talked about going on trips, and taking selected pieces of our stuff with us. Then if you went on a side trip you had to make an even smaller selection of stuff to take.
I'm not sure if this is the same, but I know our grandmother was the "Queen of things" saved and acquired, and she knew where each thing was stored. I don't know what her inventory control program was, as it was all inside her head, but it was almost as efficient as any computerized version I have ever seen, if not always as fast. If you needed a left-handed, fine threaded thing-a-ma-bob, ask grandma. She would invariably reply, "I think I have one of those, I believe I saw it just the other day." Sure enough, soon she would appear with the sought after item. In the fantasy realm they have characters with suitcases that can contain anything you want to put into it, and can retrieve it simply by opening the bag and requesting the item. This was grandma. Our mother takes after her, although she doesn't quite have the same massive collection of things that grandma did. I think our grandmother must have been a bit of a magician herself. She certainly kept us entertained.
Here's hoping you have your own bit of magic. Take care.