Tim's hoarder tendencies (as far as I know, after 11 years together) aren't rooted in trauma; they seem to be a combination of executive dysfunction/impulsivity, plus it seems to be a family trait, since his dad, uncles, and brothers all have it to varying degrees. The "this-could-be-useful!" syndrome. I try to combat that by pointing out that if in the future he has a project that needs small wheels (for example), rollerblades can be had for cheap at the thrift store. (That was a real project that required wheels, and he did indeed have a pair of rollerblades in the garage. He used that project as proof that he should keep shit around.)

For the most part, new shit doesn't come in the house and pile up*, but getting the old hoard out is difficult. And I can't let myself think about what will happen when Tim's dad's house is eventually sold, because of course Tim will want stuff, but we have less than zero room for yet more goddamn stuff, even stuff of sentimental value.

*(The notable example is how goddamn many pairs of heels and boots he owns. I am, as always, apparently the guy in the relationship, at least when it comes to asking, exasperatedly, "Do you SERIOUSLY need another pair of heels???" My god.)

Well, the drill press is history.

And he needs two complete shoe wardrobes!

I hated when Hubby went to the thrift store alone without me to say "But do you really need it? What are you going to do with it?" Even so, if he could give me a good reason, I was helpless to deny him.

And he needs two complete shoe wardrobes!

He only owns like 3 pairs of guy shoes, I think. Black Chucks, random black leather Sketchers, and dress shoes. I seriously think his heels and boots number into the 60s, possibly 70s now. My mind is boggled.

Well, the drill press is history.

I do cling to that victory.

Any interest in a diy garden project?

If Tim actually does projects, he's way ahead of the people on Hoarders.

If Tim actually does projects, he's way ahead of the people on Hoarders.

Well, it's like 1 a year.

My mother at one point counted her antique china (one specific pattern of what's actually earthenware) and realized she had place settings for 32. That's a Victorian place setting - dinner plate, breakfast plate, lunch plate, bread and salad plates, butter pats, coffee cups, tea cups, multiple coffee/tea pots, serving dishes and platters, one complete washstand set (large basin, cold water pitcher, hot water pitcher, tooth mug, case for toothbrush, chamber pot with lid and waste jar) plus assorted other pieces.

Wow, that is impressive.

Looks like Sheriff David Clarke is now a deputy secretary at DHS. Sure. Why not. That seems like a great idea.

Living in relatively small apartments for the past 28 years (and having a relatively small discretionary budget for most of that time) has kept the worst of my collecting impulses at bay. Aside from books, there's not a lot that I buy on impulse.

I've very carefully avoided getting a storage unit. Expense aside, that would just end in thousands of books mouldering away, to be discovered—mostly unread by me—by my great-grand nephews and nieces in 2057. "Why did great aunt Calli have an illustrated guide to the lost rivers of London?" "Dude, why wouldn't she?" And then that one, special young adult who is unfortunate enough to take after me would lug thousands of semi-intact books back to zir home, where they'd lie in further unread glory for another 40 years (or until they decayed beyond recovery, which ever comes first).