I’m another one with too many lightbulbs. This being my first apartment, I figured I’d being burning them up left and right, so I bought a value pack at Target. I’ve yet to open the package, and I’ve been here almost half a year.
I also have a lot of scissors. I seem to use them all the time, and I hate needing one and not having one in reach, and I have to trek into another room. (How hard is it to put the item down, you ask?? But I have it positioned *perfectly * in my hands!!!)
So I have a pair in the living room, the kitchen, the bathroom, and my bedroom. Literally every room in my apartment…
a million and one little cards with paint colors and names on them, :rolleyes:
ink pens EVERYWHERE
Empty coffee cans. Plastic empty coffee cans, which I have no use for, unlike the old metal ones. I guess old habits do die hard.
Any plastic cup from a fast food place. I just can’t bring myself to throw them out when they are perfectly reusable as they can be re-washed.
Glass peanut jars. They make excellent receptacles for spare change.
Floppy disks. In addition to a couple hundred of them with data on them (wghich I have since copied to CDs), I have about 100 more that I will likely never use now, but can’t just get rid of them. It would seem like such a waste to throw them away without even using them once.
Model horses. Waaaaaaaaaaaay too many of 'em.
CD’s. Some of which I never listen to.
Fancy glasses that belonged to my grandma. Never use 'em, and can’t bring myself to get rid of them.
Dog toys. My dogs have enough toys to populate a pet shop. And they always want more !
Thousands of lead miniatures. OK, some are plastic, resin, or lead-free metal, but still. All but about 60 of them are hand-painted by yours truly. So you can imagine the sheer amount of time spent on this hobby. One day I hope to get pictures of them online.
Tons and tons of empty cans-'o-beer boxes.
*goes off to build a Keystone Light fort
Drinks galore:
19 bottles of wine
2 bottles sparkling cider
2 six-packs sparkling water
3 cans juice in freezer
1 pitcher of juice made from can
1 large bottle cranberry juice
1 gallon apple juice
3 cans guanabana juice
12 pack caffeine free coke
12 pack ginger ale
1 carton horchata
1 carton soy milk
1 carton lactaid milk
various assorted liquors including brandy, whisky, vodka, baileys, kahlua, vermouth, madeira, gin, rum and others.
This is all for two people.
Would two cases of almonds count as a lot?
CAT HAIR!
I hear you there. I don’t have cats-- I have three dogs. All of them shed in copious amounts.
I think we dog/cat-loving Dopers should get our heads together and find a commercial use for pet hair. If anyone can figure it out, it’d be a Doper, that’s for sure, and we’d all be rich-- rich as astronauts!
Lucky you – you’re set for Christmas !
In addition to many items already mentioned, the following:
*makeup: I have drawers full of it. I never throw it away and everytime I’m in a drugstore I lapse into some kind of fugue state and purchase another spate of eyeshadows and liners in shades imperceptibly different from what I already have.
*art supplies: if I retired right now and devoted the rest of my life to art projects, I’d probably still never use all this stuff. But then again, I might… 
*dental flossers: you have to get exactly the right kind, but I never remember which kind that is, so they accumulate in a drawer.
I have a lot of stuff. I like stuff. Poor Jellychick is a minimalist, too, so this drives her batty.
Man, the reader reviews from that book are* hilarious.*
I just realized I have another one…the containers that my tea comes in. They’re nice metal ones with a smooth sealing lid…it seems a shame to throw them away, so I keep change in one and let the others collect dust.
Whole lotta:
Books
CDs
Chocolate
TP
Did I mention books?
I go through fits of noticing I’m almost out of something, buying a lot of it, and then being knee-deep in the stuff till I run low again. I’ve done this with more things than I can list: sugar, mouthwash, tampons, ibuprofen, soap, shampoo, laundry detergent… Anything nonperishable, probably.
Dog fur
Dog drool and slobber spots on the floor
Something like 5,000 sugar packets and 2,000 Equal packets left over from an event last year. Barring any more events, that’s about a three-year supply for us.
Compact fluorescent lights - Bought a box of 'em for cheap when we moved in, only to find that they don’t fit into the range hood, they interfere with the garage door opener*, and the bathroom ceiling light fixtures already had them.
Swiffer duster pads - we each independently saw a two-for-one sale on them and took advantage. We’re down to six boxes of the things.
- That was a devil to figure out. When the door’s closed, the lights are off and the opener works fine. But when the door’s open, the lights are on and putting out interference and the door refused to close.
This is the only thing we have too much of. And it seems to be growing. And it’s not my fault.
I’m new to the whole recycling deal, except for paper/newspaper/cardboard/tin cans… but recently the city has said that we all need to recycle more. No problem, I think. I got the hang of the paper/newspaper/cardboard/tin can recycling. I can figure out how to separate and recycle even more things. It’s all good. So our apartment manager comes along and delivers to everyone a stapled stack of papers explaining the wherefors, whyfors, and howfors of this new recycling deal.
Glass is a new one for me. I’ve never recycled glass before. It says the glass should be clean. Okay, so all those bottles of spaghetti sauce get scrubbed first. I decided scrubbing off the cruddy rims was just icky and nasty (and I just did my nailsth!* Damn*-it!), so I come up with a brilliant idea: it’s just a glass jar. Throw it in the dishwasher! I am a genius.
Several hours later, my husband kindly offers to empty the dishwasher for me, since I had just had a busy day. When he finishes, I hear him rummaging in the fridge… then he strolls out, happily drinking his pink lemonade out of a Ragu jar. :smack:
Now every time I throw one of those jars in the dishwasher, he makes sure to “rescue” it before I throw it in the recycling bin. “I might need it,” he says. “They’re so handy,” he says.
We’re up to ten. He uses one. When we came into this marriage, I was the packrat, and he was the anal retentive neat freak. Cripes. We could have our own sitcom now.
Brewing company branded pint glasses, but really drinking glasses of any kind. I…just…love…glasses. I used to swipe nifty new ones or exotic ones from pubs as a younger man, and then I particpated in a pub trivia for 4 years where I seemed to get a new set of six Guinness or Smithwicks or Harp pints every week. Then during football season, pubs and bars started giving away these nifty football shaped pint glasses if you bought Miller Lite. That’s right, I drank Miller Lite, just to get the glasses. I think I may have 35 of them.
If this isn’t enough, any trip to Bed Bath and Bullshit can very well result in new martini glasses, single malt glasses, highball glasses, lowball glasses, rocks glasses etc. My girlfriend has issued a moratorium on bringing home new glasses, as they already occupy most of the shelves in the kitchen, and are artfully arranged all over the back bar.
Six years worth of bills and medical information that occupies a 55 gallon garbage bag. All the junk mail is removed. I have to sort it now, get a lawyer to sue S.S. and try to get the debts deleted in bankruptcy. I got to0 sick too handle anything 3 years ago, and everything was already a mess, from the summer of 99 and on. At least I don’t remember much from the last 3 years. Shoot me please. There is no help out there if your criticaly sick either.