Another drive to New York City yesterday and another reason to never drive again. It took over an hour to just get from 34th street and 8th avenue to 32nd and Broadway. I don't know why I insist on taking the car to the city. I guess Subways are just too boring and Puja's condition sort of rules them out at this point.

I cannot fathom how we managed to collect such a pile of stuff. Stuff that just we rarely miss and rarely use. Stuff that is everywhere and taking over everything. Stuff that just doesn't make sense. We did some more moving around of stuff yesterday to the storage. The only storage, BTW, in the this world (outside Manhattan) that actually has an elevator and no carts so it is impossible to work with. In any case, we have about 25 boxes\bags each of over 60 gallons filled with stuff that we don't really need. We pay about a thousand dollars a year and I have no idea if the value of the stuff is close to that. Who knows? But we must keep it. The horrible all-engulfing consumerism of the first world and people like us just take it to the next level.