life of hoarders ...
I have chuckled as much as I have been exasperated with that lifestyle . The personal times living with one. The stuff hurled out of the car... The windows and doors. The fluttering of newspapers particularly across the pathway and garden. Other private moments so hysterical at times in all strands of that word ... that I might one day relay more of the secretive habits ... and how it impacted on life for others
My daughter relayed this to a paternal family member etc as we cleared through the other home. I would be at a point and do this method to motivate into action..
It was probably not the best idea ...
And that particular season of death gutted me, a trigger recently again stopped me bluntly in my tracks. This happens in sifting through the last in remnants of the mound in mess, that is very very slowly coming to its conclusion ....
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