When did my hoarding start? I have no idea. My parents moved a lot when I was growing up and I do remember I used to sweep everything into my closet, aka cleaning my room, when I was a teenager. I guess it was after I moved into my house, 26 years ago, that I can recognize the obivious hoarding signs. My husband and my girls will tell you that I definitely had a problem with finding a home for everything. (Today I know where my flashlight is and that's a big step for me! lol)
My saddest memory is how every Christmas Eve I went crazy trying to move my piles out of the den so the pictures on Christmas Day wouldn't show what a bad housekeeper I was. That's what I thought I was - a bad housekeeper. The term "hoarder" is one I hadn't heard of until TLC and A&E TV stations started airing their shows.
I can't change the memories my girls have from their childhood ... BUT I can make my granddaughter's holidays different. Yes, that's definitely my #1 goal .... house cleaned and decorated for my 2 cutie-patootie's!
It just a little over 3 months until the holiday season, every 15 minutes I do now will affect the results the family will see in December.
Just 15 minutes a day is starting to making a dent,
Karen
and it's getting better. I've decided to admit, after much deliberation and prayers, I'm a hoarder. I'm committing to spend (at least) 15 minutes every day letting go of all the stuff I don't need anymore! Come with me on my journey to clean my house and change my life.
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