Good luck. The hubby is the one around here that can't throw out a five year old magazine. I actually have gotten up in the middle of the night and put them in the recycle bin. His eyeballs should be examined by the National Eyeball Institute because he can tell when the pile is an inch shorter and he goes out and gets them. There is always something in them that he might need to know about someday. There are 67 magazines in a basket in our bathroom...I counted them thinking when I told him he would realize that was ridiculous. He pulled out three 2003 Orvis issues and left the rest.
He reminds me of my grandfather who would save hunks of string, used twist ties and cool whip containers.
I have started to throw all his Very Important Must Have's in his office. BTW...he had over 5000 books in there including text books from high school. Oh...I can't even think of this anymore. The veins in my neck are sticking out.
Have fun...and remember. If you haven't used it in a year...toss it!
Good luck. The hubby is the one around here that can't throw out a five year old magazine. I actually have gotten up in the middle of the night and put them in the recycle bin. His eyeballs should be examined by the National Eyeball Institute because he can tell when the pile is an inch shorter and he goes out and gets them. Donna
I plead guilty to being a 'hoarder'. i throw nothing out. my life is organised chaos. its just too overwhelming, so i shove everything (except actual clothes) in the wardrobe or under the bed. the very same technique i used as a child. In my bedroom i have a queen sized bed, a huge tv & dvd with entertainment unit and a desk with all my work/school stuff- essay marking etc. i just cant GET to the desk. I have a built in robe packed full of junk and my clothes are hanging off an old camping rack.
cos i had my own home before moving back in with the parents, i have a whole house full of furniture sitting in their shed. I cannot throw stuff out. I always find a 'sentimental' excuse to keep something.
"Hi. My name's Maz and im addicted to hoarding. im not sure when i last saw my actual carpet or a bathroom surface."
Okay...what's Dippity Bix??? Is it like Dippity Do...that stiff gunk we used to slather all over our heads before we put in our Spoolies??
I just spent the past few days getting rid of 'stuff'. During my yrs of teaching in public school and for my church, I have collected so many books, art supplies, etc. I finally had to tell my super at the church that I wouldn't be able to return this yr. Physically and mentally, I just can't do it anymore. So, now I have all these 'things' and nowhere to go w/ them.
I had planned to go thru everything at the end of the school yr and toss. My plans met a roadblock. So finally I was going to be ruthless and throw stuff out and see if any schools wanted some of the things. I have 2 p/u a wk from garbage for the summer. My can runneth over, lol.
I have several bags of books and supplies in excellent shape, so I will try to get one of the schools interested in these items. It goes against my grain to throw out books. My porch looks so MUCH bigger now. Can't wait to reclaim my living room, that is where the bags are sitting for now.
In the midst of all this fun, my stove/oven decided to die. Naturally, I had just put the dinner in the oven to cook. I had to tear my kitchen apart b/c I had to get a new stove/oven. I have been cleaning and moving things and right now I hurt so bad and have a miserable headache, but I do have my stove/oven in and my garbage can filled to capacity. I hope I'm hitting the right keys, since I had to remove my glasses due to this head blasting pain.
I will wait a few days, at least, till I start my next project. I want to savor the fun, make it last. I hate being under the gun.
I need a lottery win so I can pay someone to come in and get rid of this stuff and get some order in my life, w/o my body paying the price. Nice dream, huh?
God bless. Alice.