Tee hee. Me too. Like in our spare bedroom wardrobe - it is so full that any person who tried to climb in would be crushed under the vacuum cleaner, tennis rackets, sleeping bags, suitcases and cases of wine...plus they would have to be so small that I could beat them with one arm tied behind my back. Yet still I check in there.
Don't even ask what I think is going to climb through the skylight in the kitchen to get me.