Sunday, 05 October 2008

• Confessions of a packrat Pt. 2

  Okay, I got into gear the other day and finally tackled the closet of the unknown. I am so proud of myself. I began with seven boxes and got all that down to three.

  I showed no mercy. All my high school yearbooks including my senior memory book went. Pictures of the kids when they were babies that had been in there almost as long as the kids have been on earth; gone. Okay, I wasn't that brave, the pictures that were tossed were copies of the same pictures or from the same sitting. When G, W, and A were little I would hit all the places that offered the big package deals. I had literally thousands of pictures that were never going to see the light of day.

  I did hold onto a few things. For some reason my father's stationary from his Air Force days made it through the purge as did each of the little bibles the children were presented shortly after their births.

  Now, Hubby is a totally different story. He came home and was in a state of shock when I told him all I had thrown out. He almost convinced me to head to the garbage and get the yearbooks, but I came to my senses. I am almost forty years old. I do not see any of the people I went to high school with and have no plans to do so. Do I really want to look at pictures of how dorky I looked in high school? I think not.

  I gently tried to convince Hubby that purging felt great and that he should try it. To say he was resistant would be an understatement. Thus far he is holding strong to his tech books and every other non useful item in that closet. He did tell me I could throw out the digital camera from AOL. It was then I had to break it to him that I had done that months ago. Sigh, my closet remains a haven for unnecessary junk and hubby is in a state of denial.

  Do they make 12 step programs for packrats? "Hello, my name is Hubby and I am a packrat".

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