There seems to be a fine line between hoarding and holding on to memories. This 25th anniversary coffee cup is smaller than most coffee cups.

And quickly approaching it's own 25th anniversary. I found it while cleaning out my Grandma's house when she moved to her current apartment a few years ago. To me, it's a nice reminder of family and growing up. I rarely use any other coffee cup. I also have an old Zenith console that sat in her living room forever. I need to get that repaired so I can play some of the records I also got from her house. I'm not sure how much space they take up according to my wife, but they are nice glimpses back to my childhood.