Sometimes I get very frustrated with my husband. He calls himself a collector. I call him a hoarder. He has too many collections! He collections baseball caps, pewter dragons, DVDs, CDs, coins, matchbox cars, Stephen King books, John Grisham books, NASCAR collectible cars, and probably several other things that I can’t think of right now. The problem is that we just don’t have enough storage space for all of his things, and when he starts talking about throwing away MY things to make room for HIS things, sparks start to fly!