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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


msbelle - May 17, 2017 7:27:43 am PDT #11554 of 30002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

Change the channel before it is too late!!!


Laura - May 17, 2017 7:33:01 am PDT #11555 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.

but it's fascinating to me how clearly hoarding is tied to grief or traumatic events

Absolutely. My sister has been hoarding since her son died 22 years ago. She is an incredibly intelligent capable woman, super effective in her career, active in lots of community activities, president of this and treasurer of that. But we are powerless to do anything about her house, which is a horror. We can't even mention it to her. Her living son has told her in no uncertain terms that her beloved grandchild will never go to her house, 2 miles away. He is only 7 so he hasn't figured out that he never goes to Nana's house yet. But he will. Hoarding is really hard on the adjacent friends and family.


Dana - May 17, 2017 7:41:04 am PDT #11556 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

I'm sorry, Laura. That's sad.


-t - May 17, 2017 8:00:14 am PDT #11557 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I am afraid that I would watch Hoarders and pick up tips.

Totally understand, msbelle. You are allowed to not be the nicest inside your own head sometimes.

Looks like we have shipped an order that is supposed to go to Trinidad intermingled with an order going to Barbados. Awesome. I would volunteer to go to Barbados and help separate the orders if that becomes an option...


Fred Pete - May 17, 2017 8:02:01 am PDT #11558 of 30002
Ann, that's a ferret.

I would volunteer to go to Barbados and help separate the orders if that becomes an option...

Ask for Trinidad, accept Barbados.


Laura - May 17, 2017 8:03:19 am PDT #11559 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.

My half-ass plan to deal with her is to walk to her house every morning this summer, as I have in the past, and stop in for a water break before walking back home. 1-1/2 miles each way. I've done this in the past as my morning exercise, and she is always delighted to see me. That way when I can't manage to get to the sink to get water, or a cup from the cabinets, maybe there will be an opening to offer to help organize. We can't bring it up ourselves, but I figure if I am there a lot she might say something and I can offer help. It is tricky. I wasn't there last summer so it has been a couple years.


Katerina Bee - May 17, 2017 8:15:51 am PDT #11560 of 30002
Herding cats for fun

Every hoarder I've ever known is a tireless junk defender. Like the stuff is far more valuable and important than the interfering thieves who might take some of it.

Important news flash: I don't want your stuff. I can get my own.


sj - May 17, 2017 8:24:58 am PDT #11561 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

-t is me wrt hoarders.


-t - May 17, 2017 8:28:25 am PDT #11562 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Good plan, Fred Pete, I will take that under advisement.

I hope that works out, Laura.


Dana - May 17, 2017 8:28:55 am PDT #11563 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

I am hardly an expert based on watching a TV show, but what the doctors on the show usually say is that the stuff has to do with control. For example, a woman's husband left her, and it was devastating, so now she gets a sense of control in her life from holding onto those things.

The really tragic ones, to me, are those with parents who did shit like literally burn their kids' stuff in front of them. The kids grow up to be adults who desperately cling to their stuff.