Horder

I am going to add to this posting over a few days as it comes to me....

I have realized that we are REALLY a material world. I was still holding onto my Barbie dolls, and my baby dolls from when I was a child. Why? What are my kids or husband going to do with it if I die? Play with it? Don't think so. So I very sadly walked my stuff to the trash. I can see it now as I type this out. What very fond memories I had playing with that stuff. I also found my old store playset, my old dollhouse furniture and my old record player. I gave it all to Goodwill. I am actually surprised that I am not sadder.
I was a horder, I realize. I also found every stinking card, letter, and note that my ex-husband sent me. Why? They made me angry looking at them, would loved to have burned them but I threw them out as well.

Ok I did save some stuff....like my Holly Hobby doll and my sock monkey doll. They are stuffed in a box discreetly labled........DO NOT THROW AWAY....PRIVATE....KEEP OUT! lol My dog growing up would take Holly and do unmentionalbles to her. We would find her with her legs spread and her arms over her head. I would cry and the family would laugh at me. I need to take a break....what a horrible memory........sniffle...sniffle...sniffle...
More to come....time to go to class....