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Cearing Out

I am not an overly messy person.  I am far from a hoarder.  Here is my junk drawer:
 
 
 
Everyone has one somewhere in their house, right?


This is my spare room closet where I keep some extra bedding and toys for the grand kids and a few other things that don't have definitive homes elsewhere:
 
 
I go through these areas that accumulate stuff every once in a while.  I never think that there is that much that is not being used before I start.
 
But then I can pull out a pile of stuff that is headed for the Goodwill store.  Honestly, I don't know where it comes from.


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  1. TomNovember 9, 2012 at 9:51 PM

    Oh boy, you're tempting me to post some photos of our drawers, closets and storage units. The pictures will be . . . shall we say, less symmetrical.

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  2. MargaretNovember 9, 2012 at 9:56 PM

    Wow. I just want to hide under a rock. I am not a hoarder, but I'm not the most organized person in town.

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  3. BarbNovember 9, 2012 at 11:55 PM

    I think it creeps in our houses in the dead of night and finds places to hide.

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  4. Arkansas PattiNovember 10, 2012 at 5:09 AM

    I recently had a pile just like that on my bed and am pretty sure I could work up another one again. "Stuff" just seems to breed in dark spaces.

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  5. MuffieNovember 10, 2012 at 12:17 PM

    My junk drawer is just that -- junk! I used to dump it once a month, but my husband hates that chore! I think I'll do it as a sit-down task before the holidays!
    Peace,
    Muff

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  6. SextantNovember 10, 2012 at 12:20 PM

    You are disgustingly neat. How can you tolerate all that empty shelf space?

    My wife and I are both hoarders, our house is going to suffer gravitational collapse into a black hole from the accumulation of excessive mass.

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  7. LindaNovember 10, 2012 at 12:34 PM

    Living in an apartment this is a constant process. In a house you can let it go for a while but not in an apartment.

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  8. Linda MyersNovember 11, 2012 at 12:11 PM

    I dream of drawers and closets like yours. My husband, however, treasures just about everything.

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  9. Bobby Dobbins TitleNovember 11, 2012 at 3:19 PM

    Seeing your junk drawer makes me very uncomfortable! I am not a hoarder either, but I certainly have a whole lot more "junk" than you do. I just pulled the desk drawer out, peered at it a minute and slammed it shut. How awful, I think to myself! The only thing I can say to justify this drawer is that when I need something, I know where to find it!

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  10. Jenn JilksNovember 11, 2012 at 5:34 PM

    Good for you! I am a hoarder. I won't make a TV show, but I have serious issues! My hubby is a neat-freak. sigh. He puts up with me!!!
    Cheers from Cottage Country!

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  11. A Healing RealityNovember 11, 2012 at 11:53 PM

    Wow you are definitely organized!

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  12. Connie NelsonNovember 12, 2012 at 10:25 AM

    You are brave for showing inside your closet and drawer! Mine sure don't like that neat. I am a messy sloppy person naturally, but I try to be neat and clean; it is my favorite way to live. Stuff does seem to multiply at an alarming rate doesn't it? I have a box that I am continually filling to go to a thrift store.

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