Stuff

Why do we have so. much. stuff?  What is all of this stuff, anyway?  I mean, a teensy percentage of it is essential (or even just helpful) for living, but the rest is just... stuff.  And no matter how many times I go on a purging spree and send darling husband off to Goodwill, there still seems to be so. much. left.  Where does it come from?  I am not a compulsive shopper.  In fact quite the contrary: darling husband has on more than one occasion accused me of being *gasp* cheap!  And the toys are most definitely the worst offenders.  I'm beginning to think they might be capable of reproducing....