A pretty universal fact of my life is that I have too much stuff. In today’s case, it’s nail polish. Before I moved cross-country, I committed to getting rid of any nail polish I truly hated. And then somehow I was still left with an absolute buttload of polish. Now here I am, almost a year later, ready to move again. This time I’ll only be lugging all of my 7 trillion earthly belongings about 20 miles, but getting rid of some stuff ahead of the time sure would make my life easier. So I’ve concocted this little experiment.