but at least my house ain’t THIS bad!
http://forums.somethingawful.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=830487
I spy, with my little eye…
Damn.
Two words to describe that mess.
FIRE HAZARD
Good lord. That’s impressive.
After looking at that thread on SA, there are two things, I’m never going to complain about again. That my apartment feels cluttered because we have a futon and a couch in the living room, and stuff on the walls.
Second, that sometimes people post without reading all of the responses. That was a fifteen page thread that could have been condensed into four pages if they had deleted posts where someone said the same thing as someone else before him.
She’s going to kill him.
The Collyer brothers were worse.
Good Christ.
When I saw the first pic of the entryway, I was thinking, “Well, that’s kinda like my parents’ hou—” and then I stopped. There is no comparison between either my parents and this woman, or my MIL and this woman. Wait’ll I show Mr. Rilch.
And I thought my daughter’s rooms were a mess! At least I can walk into them. And stretch my arms out. She has crap on the floor that I have to pick my way around. But I can still mostly see the floor.
That woman has some serious issues… :eek:
I kid you not, this looks very much like my in-laws’ house!! When I tell people “they only have a walking path through their house” they don’t understand what I’m talking about. This kind of thing is exactly what I’m talking about!
I love my in-laws but hate visiting their house. I’ve not been a very good housekeeper in the past (which is changing, thanks to flylady.net, which I found out about on these boards. But I’ve always sworn I would never live like they live. The house has always been pretty close to that bad, even when they had young kids living at home. The main difference is my in-laws have always kept snakes, not birds! Course, if you tried to raise kids in a house like that now, Social Services would be on your ass in a heartbeat!
Gonna be one helluvan estate auction there when the ol’ lady’s gone…
Dad! Is that you!
Replace half those boxes with plants, and that’s what my parents’ house looked like when my Dad was still alive.
I once remodeled a house for a woman who, when she moved all of her crap into the house, the plaster on the walls cracked from the weight of all her stuff in the living room. She had couches stacked on top of couches, fercryinoutloud!
That woman needs help.
Yup. I think my aunts and uncles took a month or two to go through Grandpa’s stuff to decide what to keep, what to toss and what to sell at an auction much like where they originally came from anyway.
I’m pretty sure this woman needs serious help. Medication. No one should live like this, it’s incredibly unhealthy and sad. Haven’t they identified a chemical imbalance or something that produces this behavior?
That said, I bought FlyLady’s book for my MIL this Christmas, and made her a household notebook. She is in serious need of some dejunking help herself, and since I’ve spent the past year working on my housekeeping problems, she was open to my giving her the stuff that had helped me.
Wow. Just wow. And I thought I was a packrat with a shopping habit. Damn.
We’ve been doing something similar with my uncle’s house. He lost it to foreclosure (but that’s a Pit rant) and we’ve been depserately trying to save family pictures and things since he has saved everything since my grandparents died. He didn’t have as much stuff as that woman, but I’d say he was about 2/3 there.
That woman needs to get her internet servered stat. That has to be a fire hazzard of some sort. Yikes!
Similar thread here.
I’d be happy to take those Gormans(probably all posters, but still) off her hands, Southwestern art is about the only kind I like.
Plus Now I have a defense to my mom saying I have the messiest house in the world.
Oh crap. Do any of you people watch that show “Clean Sweep” on TLC? Where they have a professional organizer come help people weed through their crap? I was honest to GOD not prepared for the amount of garbage people stockpile, and this is coming from someone whose mother still has her first pair of rollerskates, and the key, and has moved them from everyplace she’s lived for the last 50+ years. (And that just scratches the surface. They are the only people I know who moved into a BIGGER house when their kids grew up and moved away.)
No, but I will now. I’ve been watching “Mission: Organization” on HGTV for tips. The tips I have collected are: throw out your junk, and get a cabinet. But it’s kinda fun to watch anyway.
I get scared that this may be me someday-I’m obsessive-compulsive and being a packrat is part of it.
I tend to keep a lot of old papers and magazines, but I usually try to go through it all a couple of times a year and toss out stuff I don’t need anymore.
It’s confined to about two boxes under my bed.
Oh. My. God. I think I live next door to this woman! :eek:
Max.
holy crap.