This is what my contribution to recycling looked like this morning. That is roughly two rooms, with more to come.
I had to get up early to get this stuff out when Recycle Man gets here some time around 8:00 AM.
Because of my idiosyncratic sleep habits, I only slept a wee bit, like 3 hours, before I awoke, then stayed awake so I could put the junk at the curb. After that mission was accomplished, I went back to bed, slept two more hours, then got ready to go out with J, who had been running errands.
We had brunch, then went to the thrift shop, grocery store and farm stand. I put a brisket in the slow cooker, with a 7:00 PM finish time. Toward the end I put fresh corn in to roast. I sliced some primo Hanover tomatoes.
Dinner was good. Tomorrow’s lunch is ready for J. I am tired.
Dispatches From Dystopia 
Good job!
“Thank you. Thank you vurry much.”-Elvis
lol
This is outstanding progress. ❤️🎯
Thanks. I’m at the point where every additional bit I do is immediately noticeable. Prior to this, it was like shuffling piles around with no discernable change.
That’s got to feel better! 🦋
You have no idea! Then again, maybe you do.
Ohhh, my friend…you have NO idea.
We should share hoarding stories. J is an amateur compared to my late brother. It took six months to clean out his house. We filled a huge roll off container,
My mother has an entire fucking house, which basically exists at this point to be a Hoarding space. Seriously. There are some rooms that are floor to ceiling. My brother did the same thing to his house, which he hated about her. Then he moved into my part of the house, because it was clean and minimal and he always loved being in my spaces. i am *really good* at making things LOOK like they disappeared, when they haven’t, because i got beat for getting rid of anything.
Oh God. I’m so sorry for you and angry that anyone would hurt you like that.
my mother LOVED her things and controlled via hoarding. There were years i slept on a matress on the hoarded diningroom. My brother took over my bedroom, then the den too. It wasnt that bad. It never made sense if he hated me why he wanted to spend time in my rooms because they ‘felt like me’
There are some beautiful innocent hoarders out there, There is YouTube channel Curiosity Incorporated, where, in one series, the host cleaned out and upgraded a house where a potter lived. She lived to a great age and things got out of hand.