Anonymous wrote:Some of these PP seem so very angry that they have to do some work for their parents sake.
Anonymous wrote:Some of these PP seem so very angry that they have to do some work for their parents sake.
Anonymous wrote:OP here. I am not asking people to Monday morning quarterback this. I am asking about feelings as others have been through similar situations. I was not in charge. I did what the lead sister wanted to keep the peace. Her plan did not work out all the way hence the dumping. She was trying to make some money for my mom as many items still had tags or were new in the box. She would have been upset at the loss of potential revenue if we had gone my way and donated everything. Please don't tell me what we could have done. And for the record, estate sale companies will not come out just because you want to have a sale. When I helped my inlaws who had pricey stuff and a lot of it (I thought) we had two companies come out and neither would accept the job because there was not enough profit in it for them. The person who posted about decision fatigue nailed it. After a while you just throw up your hands.
Anonymous wrote:I'm the "mayonnaise jar lid" PP above. Problem is I live 750 miles away and no siblings.. I go there about every 6 weeks and toss what I can out of their apartment, but their house is in a gated community, and they cancelled the garbage service, so I'd have to either take it myself to a dump or hire someone to take it away. Believe me I have done the routine of sneaking a couple hefty bags of trash into dumpsters at a local gas station! Ugh.
I, too,,have made the vow not to do is to my kids. Sadly it looks like the hoarding has skipped a generation, I see tendencies of it in one of my kids.
Anonymous wrote:Feeling? I'm in somewhat of a similar situation, except my parents haven't sold their house and it's still full of stuff. A hoarding situation. They don't need the money, they moved to a continuing care place, bought all new stuff, and it's starting to accumulate there. I don't have siblings.
My main emotion is ANGER. At the waste. Clothes from the 1970s to the present. Six sets of dishes. Umpteen sets of towels, never used. Clothes in bags with tags, never worn. Catalogues. Mayonnaise jars. Mayonnaise jar lids. And on and on.
It makes me sick to think that there are people who could actually use this stuff.
An estate sale company told me it would take their team Three Weeks to clear out the stuff to even get ready for an estate sale. But of course, selfish mother doesn't want to get rid of any of it. Buried under the board are beautiful cherry antiques- dressers, chests, beds etc.
the only thin I want out of that house are some photos from summer camp. I hope someday I will be able to dig through the board and find them.
Anonymous wrote:Feeling? I'm in somewhat of a similar situation, except my parents haven't sold their house and it's still full of stuff. A hoarding situation. They don't need the money, they moved to a continuing care place, bought all new stuff, and it's starting to accumulate there. I don't have siblings.
My main emotion is ANGER. At the waste. Clothes from the 1970s to the present. Six sets of dishes. Umpteen sets of towels, never used. Clothes in bags with tags, never worn. Catalogues. Mayonnaise jars. Mayonnaise jar lids. And on and on.
It makes me sick to think that there are people who could actually use this stuff.
An estate sale company told me it would take their team Three Weeks to clear out the stuff to even get ready for an estate sale. But of course, selfish mother doesn't want to get rid of any of it. Buried under the board are beautiful cherry antiques- dressers, chests, beds etc.
the only thin I want out of that house are some photos from summer camp. I hope someday I will be able to dig through the board and find them.
Anonymous wrote:OP, I don't mean to be rude, but if you want to explore your feelings about this, please see a counselor and not try to engage people in this forum. It won't be productive, as you have seen. Don't confuse DCUM with a support system -- it's not.
Anonymous wrote:My dad was a hoarder (not the gross kind, just the collector of (cleaned out) used cottage cheese containers stacked up into a tower kind).
When he died, we had to get a construction-sized dumpster and we filled it four times.
What is hard with clutter is you get decision-fatigue...after going through a lot of stuff, you start saying "screw it" and tossing it all. You get to a point where you don't care if a hidden gem gets thrown out with all the crap.
In the end all that matters are the photographs (and any jewelry and money). The other thing that matters might be the "thing" that was sentimental to them, but in our situation we couldn't find that "thing" because there was too much crap.
I wish people who hoard would think through what happens to their hoard when they are not there anymore. No one can figure out that person's favorite thing that should be kept, and all that stuff they were saving to sell or give to someone just ends up in the trash, mostly because there is too much of it for anyone in the sandwich generation to take on.
Honestly, as I read your story, OP, I think you got really lucky that your sister(s) took the brunt of this on. I actually think that the reason you are upset (focused) on the waste part of it has to do with the fact that you (unlike your sister) have the *luxury* of focusing on the waste because you were not the primary one mired in the crap. I suspect your sister is not focused on the waste, just the horror of the avalanche of it all.
I hope you reward your sister(s) with a nice lunch or tea or an afternoon of babysitting so they can do whatever they would like. Whatever it takes, to let them know that you appreciate them taking on this burden (even if they didn't do it the way you would have done it)
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:How on earth does a family of 4 only have one kitchen trash bag per week? Are you never home? Are all
meals eaten elsewhere? I'm just stumped by that.
Our family is the same way. We recycle and compost everything possible.