Most of us have a weird peculiarity or something in the closet that we are sheepish about admitting. Some of these involve collections which are sort of irrational - the feeling that something "bad" will happen if we don't have a supply of an item or if we don't carry out a particular ritual.
I have never understood the compulsion some people have to run out and buy toilet paper if a storm is forecast. But then, I never let my supplies get so low that they could not cover even bathroom "emergencies" for a couple of days – and let's be real, the weather in DC is never bad enough to keep you inside for more than a day or two.
So, therefore, it is even harder to explain my obsessive need to have a huge supply of paper towels!
This is a broom closet but I can not put any brooms in here because it is full of paper towels. I can squash 3 packets of 8 rolls into this closet. Each pack contains 29.8 sq metres (320.8 sq ft) of paper towel. Each pack would cover more than a third of our house's roof area! In my broom closet is enough paper to paper my entire roof with some overhang!
Now, I wouldn't normally draw this to anyone's attention because even I realise this is a bit excessive. But week after week I add paper towels to my Peapod grocery order and I hide them away in the closet (and under the sink…). Recently the manservant was helping and was beyond astonished to be adding another pack to my bulging collection. What sort of Armageddon could possibly require this many paper towels?