Today we went to the old apartment to get the rest of our things. What an ordeal that was. I can honestly say I've married a hopeless pack-rat! Hoarders could probably do an entire season on the stuff we have in our house right now. I am hit with the overwhelming feeling that I will NEVER get this place looking like a well-kept home. Needless to say, hubby is being read the riot act tonight. Most of this stuff has got to go! When I moved to my sister's place in Teeswater I got rid of ALOT of my stuff. I downsized again when we moved from Windsor to Tecumseh. I am NOT about to downsize my things again so he can continue to hoard crap we don't need or use. If he hasn't used it in at least a year, it's out the door! If it was something he was saving for his grandchildren, then give it to them! This house is NOT going to be a public storage unit! With all the crap that's all over the house right now, waiting to be unpacked or stored away in the storage room, I don't even have room to move around. I am feeling EXTREMELY clostrophobic right now and on the verge of a breakdown. All I want to do is sit down on the floor and cry, but there isn't even room to do that!
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