<p>My mother-in-law was a hoarder before the name became a household word. She kept everything, and I do mean everything. The one thing that I recall always standing out was the styrofoam trays that meat came in. Why would anyone keep those? She had a kitchen cupboard stacked with them. I have no recollection of how she ever made use of them. I think that as years pass, people with these tendencies tend to become even more entrenched in keeping things. My father-in-law had similar tendencies so he wasn’t going to address her issues. The two car garage and workroom were also filled floor to ceiling. No car had seen the inside of that garage in the years since I’d met my then-future husband 40 years ago.</p>
<p>When their oldest child moved out, that bedroom quickly became filled with all kinds of things. When the next, and the next, moved out their rooms followed a similar fate, although one room was kept semi-livable for when we or the others visited. Fast forward through the years to the time when it was obvious that they could no longer live in the house due to health issues. It was a situation that required urgent decisions to be made and within a couple of weeks, they were moved to an assisted living situation. </p>
<p>This, of course, left the house to be looked after by their children, spouses, and grandchildren. It was a disaster. All but one of their children lived a long distance away, and unfortunately, the one who lived close by suffers from the same hoarder tendencies. The home had reached a point where, despite a weekly housekeeper that we were paying for, it was dirty. I think all the stuff was part of it but probably not entirely, and I suspect that the cleaning company took advantage of these poor elderly and sick individuals and charged what I thought was a lot, and didn’t clean much at all. That’s another issue entirely.</p>
<p>It took close to a month to clear out the house entirely. A month! Ten of us spent 15 hour days for a week, and then a smaller number off and on for the rest of the month. We filled 6 dumpsters, and this was after most of the furniture had been given away, and this was not a large house, a raised bungalow with maybe 1500 square feet. You would not believe the things we found. I still don’t believe it and I was there! They kept every greeting card that they’d ever received, every price tag that they’d cut off items they’d bought, every plastic bag, every piece of clothing they’d ever owned. I could go on and on. It was one of the most painful things that any of us had ever had to do, and that was on top of the pain and stress of them being very ill and having to leave their home.</p>
<p>If you do have these tendencies, please get yourself some help. Don’t let it get worse, because it will get worse, trust me, and eventually it will be your children and your grandchildren who are left having to clean up the mess. It’s not a legacy that anyone would wish on their family members.</p>