Illyria: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief? Wesley: There's love. There's hope...for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy...that your life will lead you to some joy...that after everything...you can still be surprised. Illyria: Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?

'Shells'


Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Hil R. - May 19, 2008 8:39:08 am PDT #9654 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

A blog that I've found pretty helpful for figuring out how to deal with stuff is [link] . They've even got a tag for "inherited clutter."


Atropa - May 19, 2008 8:41:59 am PDT #9655 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

I am a horrible horrible pack-rat. I come from a long-line of pack-rats. You people have heard the stories of my magical storage heap room, which occasionally manifests clothing I have no memory of buying.

On the one hand, I know I don't need to keep all the stuff I do. On the other hand, what if I'm in the middle of a project and I NEED that box of random lace, ribbon, and feathers? Not to mention the random bits of sparkly jewelry? But I'm getting better. I don't buy things at thrift stores unless I absolutely know what project they're going to be used for. And not every stuffed bunny needs to come home and join the Evil Bunny Alliance.

This fall is when I do the final big clear-out of the storage room. I'd do it sooner, but I have to finish writing the book first.


Connie Neil - May 19, 2008 8:43:45 am PDT #9656 of 10001
brillig

One of the issues sometimes is that a hoarder sort of anthropomorphizing the objects, and ascribes them feelings.

My god, this is me, especially with anything made of durable materials. I hate the idea of it taking up landfill space, but my stuff is too old and used to be worth much, even at a yardsale. And I feel like I'm disrespecting the trees that gave their lives when I think of throwing away stuff made of wood. That's why I try to burn things, it satisfies the Viking in me--but annoys the neighbors.

Hubby hates giving away things to strangers, because he wants to benefit the people we know who have been of such help to us, but they don't want our old stuff. Hubby is not much with the "benefit humanity at large" thing.

Going through my mother-in-law's stuff now that she's gone, I always feel like I'm passing judgement on her that I don't have the right to, deciding something she loved should be thrown away. I think there needs to be more options for funeral pyres built on the stuff that people have collected that no one else wants.


sj - May 19, 2008 8:44:34 am PDT #9657 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Hivemind question: The instruction manual for the portable dishwasher we bought says to be sure to dishwashing detergent made for a portable dishwasher so that the suds don't overflow, but my googling is turning up nothing. Does anyone have experience with this?


WindSparrow - May 19, 2008 8:45:04 am PDT #9658 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

I've been losing no weight lately, even though I've been eating really well and exercising a decent amount. It's very annoying. I think I'm blaming one of my medications for this. I'm going to talk to my doctor about it.

I hope this conversation will be with endocrinologist who actually listened to you about there being something going on with you.

I'm a bit sceptical about what happens when you tell a doctor you are doing all the right things but not losing weight. I get a lot of, "If that is really what you are eating you should be losing weight," without any follow-up testing to find out why I'm not. t /Eyeore


Frankenbuddha - May 19, 2008 8:46:18 am PDT #9659 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

I am the anti-packrat. I really don't get why people keep tons of stuff they will never use.

The problem with packrats (and I speak as one) is that the stuff we keep tons of is stuff we might want to use, some day, maybe. I've gotten better at discarding stuff I'm pretty sure I'll never use, but I've also got music in my collection I probably haven't listened to in over 20 years. Once the stuff piles up (especially in closets and boxes and such) the weeding process becomes a major undertaking (and often involves the distraction of rediscovery).


Atropa - May 19, 2008 8:47:10 am PDT #9660 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Once the stuff piles up (especially in closets and boxes and such) the weeding process becomes a major undertaking (and often involves the distraction of rediscovery).

Yep. "Hey, I forgot about this thing! Ooh, I may need this thing. I'll put it on the To Keep stack ..."


Connie Neil - May 19, 2008 8:47:24 am PDT #9661 of 10001
brillig

cereal:

My only problem with uncluttering websites/shows/experts is how they seem to tie uncluttering with superior spirtuality/morality/awareness. I know I've got too much junk, you don't need to start flinging aspersions at the state of my soul/psyche, too.


Hil R. - May 19, 2008 8:47:58 am PDT #9662 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

I hope this conversation will be with endocrinologist who actually listened to you about there being something going on with you.

Yeah, it will be. Not seeing the other one again.

I'm running out of things in my apartment to organize. I'm going to have to do math soon.


Laga - May 19, 2008 8:48:35 am PDT #9663 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

oh god we're counting music? OK I'm a packrat. And please pay no attention to that pile of poetry on tape that I've never even opened.