Yesterday I was wiped out! This past week has truly kicked my butt. And for me to sit down and turn the tv on in the afternoon is unheard of. Why? Because I'm wired and there is always something that needs to be done. I think today my body was telling me to take a break. So, I happen to turn on the Bonnie Hunt show on, and she had on this woman that was a "hoarder". Now, the stuff she hoarded wasn't the coolest stuff, but none the less, there was just too much. The photo above is a bench on my front porch. Now come on, do I really need ten watering cans? Seriously. So, since I have hoarding on my brain I start looking around my house.
My mom & dad had this lawyers book case for years in there house. You know what, I don't even really like it! I'm now beginning to understand why it is in my house now, I was an "emotional" hoarder after my parents passed away. Now look at the eight pictures below of each of the little sections in this bookcase!
I don't even like a lot of that stuff either! I'm not a glass person, or a cat person. I like real cats, but not ceramic ones. And some of the stuff in there was my grandmothers as well. Actually, the only thing that I added was the Market Basket name badge. It is a reminder that I was robbed at gunpoint without being shot! Seriously, I did get robbed but I was fine. I look into all those cubbies below and I wonder, am I a hoarder?
I know "this" type of hoardering is the nature of the business I'm in. But damn, I don't even really care for most of this stuff. So, with all that said, I'm trying to de-hoard my house. The one really good thing about being an antique hoarder is that you can at least SELL the stuff you've hoarded! The problem, however, will be not replacing it with a new bunch of stuff you've hoarded! At least I'm not a trash hoarder, yet ;0}
Yesterday I was wiped out! This past week has truly kicked my butt. And for me to sit down and turn the tv on in the afternoon is unheard of. Why? Because I'm wired and there is always something that needs to be done. I think today my body was telling me to take a break. So, I happen to turn on the Bonnie Hunt show on, and she had on this woman that was a "hoarder". Now, the stuff she hoarded wasn't the coolest stuff, but none the less, there was just too much. The photo above is a bench on my front porch. Now come on, do I really need ten watering cans? Seriously. So, since I have hoarding on my brain I start looking around my house.
My mom & dad had this lawyers book case for years in there house. You know what, I don't even really like it! I'm now beginning to understand why it is in my house now, I was an "emotional" hoarder after my parents passed away. Now look at the eight pictures below of each of the little sections in this bookcase!
I don't even like a lot of that stuff either! I'm not a glass person, or a cat person. I like real cats, but not ceramic ones. And some of the stuff in there was my grandmothers as well. Actually, the only thing that I added was the Market Basket name badge. It is a reminder that I was robbed at gunpoint without being shot! Seriously, I did get robbed but I was fine. I look into all those cubbies below and I wonder, am I a hoarder?
I know "this" type of hoardering is the nature of the business I'm in. But damn, I don't even really care for most of this stuff. So, with all that said, I'm trying to de-hoard my house. The one really good thing about being an antique hoarder is that you can at least SELL the stuff you've hoarded! The problem, however, will be not replacing it with a new bunch of stuff you've hoarded! At least I'm not a trash hoarder, yet ;0}
