In Danish one calls hoarding “hamstring”. I must admit that I have a tendency towards this and it seems to be getting worse. I am looking around my office and I see 4 boxes of new Christmas cards. There was a sale and I couldn’t decide which ones I liked best. Never mind that I still have leftovers from years past. I know that isn’t a huge thing, after all they will get used. But on Saturday I unpacked my groceries which included new storage bins. I then sorted out all my dry goods, that is all the pasta, rice and dried peas and beans in my cupboards. It filled two containers.
Now I think I may have a problem. I have told my mother that I blame her for this because she gave me “Gone with the Wiind” when I was only 13 years old and it seriously impacted me. The fear of war, starvation and clothing issues still sits in me. Then there is the little story of my father talking about bomb shelters and what a person should have in the house that won’t go bad. Maybe I should have been Mormon, they apparently have food for two years stored away.
I don’t watch reality shows but my sisters and mother have told me about the one on hoarding and then they give me the look. Don’t get any ideas, you can still walk around my house in a normal way. I don’t have stacks of newspapers and rolls of string but I do get worried when I start looking in my tool drawers and see weird things that I have no idea what they are for and wonder why I am not throwing it away. I have fantasies of creating an attic in the garage and putting weird things up there.
The good news, before everyone starts thinking I am a completely deranged person, is that I did clean out the tool drawers and I have big plans for the long weekend to throw out pretty much everything in the basement (well, lots of stuff from the basement)! I have bags of old clothes that I have full intensions of taking to the used clothes store, as soon as I find one. I don’t even know one at the south end of Calgary. If there was one in High River I could go there but the Salvation Army burned down a few years ago and I don’t think it has been rebuilt.
Oh dear, I just looked down at the floor and there are stacks of books beside the book shelf. I need help!
This is the wallpaper from the room in San Francisco. I am in warrior mode!
Good for you Sanne! "Cleansing stock" is an exhilirating feeling :-) I've had to do it several times during the course of my nomadic lifestyle. It's very uplifting.
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