My parents are kind of hoarders. Not the ones with the dead cats all over the house quite yet, but not that good. I didn't even want to bring friends over to the house after 15 or 16 years old. Maybe like 4 years ago when I was working up here I had a friend over once and played some video games, other than that nothing. I mean I haven't been around that much, and I went to high school and hour away, but even in junior high I wasn't too stoked about it. Then it was just local kids who had been playing at my house forever so didn't bother me.
Anyway I was supposed to leave like 5 days ago for CA. But a place to live fell through so I've been FBing, ewmailing, calling and figuring my shit out. decided to clean some stuff out while I was here. Kind of bit off more than I could chew but I'm making it work. Feels pretty good.
Usually only here for a week or two in the spring or fall so it's been hard to get shit done. Pretty stoked with the progress though. My sister is going to help a bit in the spring. Also found a couple people who I might be able to pay to mow the grass in the summer. If was pretty bad when I got back from Africa end of sept. I mowed it the one day I was here mid/late may. I think the front was mowed once, and the back never. It was fucked. Like saplings were starting to come up in the corner. Mowed several times the last month and have had the front back in shape for a while, and finally got the back in shape the last 2 mows.
My sister doesn't want any of my parents stuff, she's 3.5 hours away, has a house and family. I travel a bunch so I sure as hell don't want it. But hopefully we can knock some stuff out the next few years.
It's stressful though. I could do some more work on the small end tidying up a bit more but kind of out of time. Knocked out some massive volume though. 5 large boxes full of clothes, jackets, etc. A ton of trash. Recycled a bunch of stuff.
I remember my dad got mad at me 6 or 7 years ago because I took a tub that had been sitting in the middle of the kitchen unused for at least a year and a half. Literally empty. Because I took it to organize stuff in my room and "he was going to use it".
I haven't touched enough noticeable stuff for them to get mad, but I feel like once we start clearing shit their are going to be some moments. My sister only brings her kids in long enough to pee, and then they stayed in town. It's pretty bad.
I actually set aside a bunch of stuff for the salvation army years ago that was still there, so that's going to get taken down as well. Just happy a lot of my stuff is gone. Gave away some drums to friends. I'll fell better even when I'm not here than my shit is in pretty good shape. Even though there's still a lot more to tackle.
Allergies are tweaking from the dust though lol.