After years of merely dabbling in disposal of my accumulated stuff, I think I might now be a candidate for “extreme downsizing.” If I can be ruthless enough.

The idea has taken hold in recent months. I have been disposing of boxes filled with junk (or, if you prefer, treasured family possessions that have been passed to me though the years) and helping the family of a friend do the same. In the process, my decorating fantasies are shifting from Martha Stewart-style rooms filled with charming doodads to living with (and taking care of) not just fewer and fewer things