I love the share Economy. I was never really good at sharing when I was growing up because I had numerous brothers and sisters of whom I was the oldest, and at some point, the only way I could stop them from going into my possessions and absconding with them was to stay stuck on 5’2 110 lbs for a number of years until they all got bigger and fatter than me and could no longer find any use for the articles of clothing they had been helping themselves to, from out of my closet, for far too long. Yes, I had a locked chest and everything, at one point, just to try to keep the mofos out of my ish. And nothing ever worked. Except that one. Stay small. But I digress. The point is, I’ve never been into sharing. So when this share economy came into play, I was pretty impressed. This other generation had something I didn’t: an ability to let others have some. None of that petty territoriality and possessiveness for them. Uh-uh. As Louise Hay once said…, “There is plenty for everyone… including me.” And I really admire that. This extended into cars…, homes…, clothing…