I tend to be a bit of a hoarder. Not in the creepy disgusting kind of way that get’s you your own episode on the tv show. More in the way that I hate throwing old papers and things from school away. I have tubs upon tubs of school assignments, paperwork, newspaper clippings, ticket stubs, receipts and other such junk organized away in closets and the attic over our garage.
However, I don’t think they will think it’s so cool when they see how much of it there is. Especially if I die and they are left to go through it all. I should probably try to go through it all again and narrow down what’s the most important. I gotta get over the fact that I feel like I’m throwing my history away because I know I’m not.
Plus, I just want to clear the clutter.
|Just one of many closets.|
|Help! Okay, it doesn’t really look like this anymore but there’s still a lot of paper!|