Here's an interesting poem i read recently that says it all about Americans in 2024." Too much stuff, too many things how much joy does all that bring? Fill up the closets, the mantles and walls, Rent a storage shed, still no room for it all.Too much stuff, too many things, collectible treasures, rummage sale flings.Garage full of tools,some pieces of bling, when you look at what counts, it won't be those things.It's those things so special you hold in your heart, it isn't those things you bought at the Mart.So when you think about buying more things and more stuff, look around,you have enough