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I know I've probably talked about this before, but I'm going to do it again: I have the most horrible, messy room of any adult that I know.
In my defense, I've always been this way. I'm a packrat. I save everything. E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G!! Mind you, my room isn't NASTY, it's just cluttered--and there is a huge difference.
I have just about every letter that anyone ever wrote me. I have all my Duran Duran goodies from the '80's. I have receipts from 1989. I have Christmas cards that I've saved since hubby and I got married 19 years ago.
I have all of this in storage boxes up to my ceiling in the closet and now it's growing. It's spilling out into my bedroom. What do I do with it all? Don't tell me to throw it away because I can't. I guess it's my addiction. I don't drink, I don't smoke, I save.
My honey has threatened to move out and get an apartment if I don't get rid of some of it. I wonder if he could store some of it at his new place!?
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2 comments:
My hubby has not threatened move out because of my clutter yet, but if he reads your blog he might. :o)
My name is Chrisi, and I'm a collectaholic.
LOL! Let's start a chapter. Collectors Anon!
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