I am not a hoarder, but lately I am starting to feel as tho' I am. Everytime I manage to purge a full house of stuff someone else passes away or decides to move and give all their stuff to us.
The past 8 years have gone like this:
My father passed away in 2003 and we were gifted with a shed full of tools, golf clubs, golf balls and various knick knacks. All of this has come in handy and we use them.
My mother moved in 2004 and we were blessed with furniture, pictures, kitchen ware and more knick knacks.
Okay, THAT was a lot of stuff.
We were granted a breather for a few years.
We found time to organize, donate, sell and gift the stuff we were given.
It was nice.
For a while.
Then my beloved in laws downsized in the summer of 2010 and the mother load showed up at our house. It took us six weeks to find a place for all of it. It was insane, but these are my husband's childhood memories so they stay.
One month later my Mom was gone and my sister scared me when she sent me a list of everything we were supposed to retrieve from Mom's South Carolina home.
Don't get me wrong - the stuff is nice. Really nice. But they aren't my collections and most of it doesn't hold much sentimental value to me. Am I awful for being that way? These are things that she collected later in life that I wasn't really around - so I can't point at it and say "Remember when......."
I know I could keep it for the kids and some people have suggested it, but they have no attachment to the stuff either. And I don't want to have to keep moving all of it or storing it until the kids are settled.
Sounds like ebay and Craigslist are in my future.