It’s no secret – just ask my mom or my dad who put up living with me for 18+ years. Ask any of my college roommates, ask my beloved husband … my name is Michelle and I have a problem – I’m a pack rat.
First and foremost, there’s the college papers that I hated writing and probably would never read again. So why are they in a box in my closet? Then there’s the tiny pair of patent leather ballet shoes that I wore when I was five years old. Not sure what in the name of nostalgia is making me keep those bad boys. How about the years worth of magazine recipes that I’ve been clipping? At this point in my life, there is no way that I’m ever going to be able to make all of the recipes I’ve amassed, even if I cooked something new everyday for the rest of my life.
Ill-fitting clothes, shoes that are worn past their wear, books that have been stacked to give away to people. Somehow I have the greatest intentions to get rid of all of this crap, yet it stays in my house. Is there anyone else out there who has this problem?
Well – hubby and I had a talk the other day and we’ve made a pact that we’re going to go through our closets and get rid of the stuff that we no longer wear, that no longer fits, etc. Now the frugal thing to do is to have a garage sale or maybe try to sell some stuff on eBay, but I don’t know that I have the time or the patience to organize either activity. So I’m thinking about just shipping all this crap off to the Salvation Army, Goodwill or Savers to get rid of. Anyone have any advice?
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