Possessing or possessed?

My perfect coffee table. Photo by the author.

I have a lot of stuff. This is the first observation someone makes when they step into my home. When people have helped me move in the past (an act of love and support that I cannot overstate the massiveness of) they usually say of all the boxes or the piles of wall art, “How did you fit all this in your old place?” and they wonder nervously how I will fit it all into my new place. But I always do.