I am not a hoarder. I've seen those shows on TV and my house doesn't look anything like the ones they feature in those stories. I am admittedly not the world's greatest house keeper but there's nothing on my floors but flooring and furniture and I can move easily from room to room, at least on the first floor. My basement (aka walk-out lower level) is another story. There are corners and rooms and even a "downstairs" garage in my basement full of stuff, stuff that my grown children have left at my house because "I have more room", stuff that belonged to my husband that I haven't dealt with yet, stuff that I simply don't use anymore like an old desk and filing cabinet.
I've started to contemplate moving from this house to something smaller and I've realized that part of the reason I still have so much stuff is because I simply don't know how to get rid of it. I mean what do you do with an old upright piano or bits and pieces of old PCs.
Over the years I've given lots of stuff to Good Will and other charities. I even gave a large sectional sofa to some college students who needed furniture. But there's a limit to what even the most needy people will take, unless of course you put it in a garage sale. Hmmm, I may have just hit on a retirement career.
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