Life has this funny way of testing us and sneaking in trials and tribulations that weren't in our original game plan and never quite fit into "OUR" plans for life. That is how it's been for me the past many months.
As many of you know I have spent the last 7 1/2 months helping out various family members around the country. First it was my elderly in-laws (MIL just turned 90) who begged us to come help them sell everything including the house and move them closer to family (we all know how that went - FIL is still trying to assign sentimental prices to everything in sight) and now it is my aunt & uncle. My aunt has end stage Parkinsons disease, such a sad disease. My aunt is extremely artistic and a beautiful painter - or at least she was. The Dyskinesia from the Parkinsons disease has robbed her of that ability.
My uncle recently saw the Oprah episode on hoaders and has decided that my aunt is one. Trust me, she isn't. I once worked for a real estate company as a stager for homes and they would send me in to work on homes that were similar to those on the Oprah show - those were horrible. So ask yourself, what is my (your) happy medium on the stuff I've (you've) accumulated? My theory? If you have a place for each item and it's in its place, you're NOT a pack rat or a hoarder. I do offer you the definitions below.
This is one of my favorite's of hers. I will take a few pictures this week of her paintings and put together a Thursday 13.
She does have a LARGE collection of art supplies and empty tins for storing those items in, but in her defense men do think in simpler terms and this is just a meeting of the minds discussion. And in his defense they should be getting rid of most of this as she is now in a assisted living home and will not be able to use these items again. Donating them to the church or a school while they are still usable would be best, but can't be forced. I pray that I will have more grace regarding these type of decisions if I reach that point and give up things more willingly, but none of us can ever be in one another's shoes and truly know what we would do.
Also called trade rat. a large, bushy-tailed rodent, Neotoma cinerea, of North America, noted for carrying off small articles to store in its nest.
- A person who collects, saves, or hoards useless small items or an old prospector or guide.
- a supply or accumulation that is hidden or carefully guarded for preservation, future use, etc...
- to accumulate money, food, or the like, in a hidden or carefully guarded place for preservation, future use, etc...
Long story short (I know too late), I have decided it is time to take back MY life. So, over the next couple of months I will be making some changes. Some big, some small, but ALL necessary to be myself and get a handle on MY life.