I'm a junker, have been for a long time. I can't throw anything away. It is a constant struggle between me and my husband who is a neat freak. But, I also have to admit that it does feel good to go through the junk and get rid of it sometimes. I don't know where it comes from. It multiplies like rabbits. I clean things out, have garage sales and it's still there. I know one day I will need that extra little do- hickey for something, like this journal. I knew I would need that little egg dipper one day.