Hoarders

I am addicted to the show Hoarders. I am also disgusted by it. Though, more disgusted with Hoarders: Buried Alive.

I feel sorry for most of these people. They have such mental issues that they can't let anything go. I admit, I have a few things that I just can not let go of. There are two things I will share with you right now. And this is just a tad bit embarrassing but...it is time that the world knows.

My two most prized possessions have no value to anyone but me. They have a story behind each and the story still goes on. So...without further adieu meet Teresa and...blankie

First, Teresa was given to me by an old babysitter who I adored! She was probably the best babysitter anyone could ask for. Funny, her name was Teresa. The doll was made for her when she was younger so the back of the dolls neck has the name Teresa. Sure,  I could have come up with a more creative name when I was younger but why would I do that?

Then there is blankie. I have had this blanket since the day I was born. It was given to me by my grandma on my moms side. When I first got it...it was pink. lol Now, it kind of looks dirty but no amount of washing it will make it look cleaner. It used to have silk around the edges that I would rub and eventually rubbed most of it off. There are still spots...okay A spot that has the silk. I could never let it go. If there was a fire, the first thing I would save is this blanket. My grandma gave it to me. She died when I was four. In a way, I feel closer to her through the blanket and I know how weird that may sound. I will even admit, when I get really stressed and just don't know what to do, I will sleep with my blanket. lol I sleep with it under my head on those nights and oddly enough, I feel better the next day. I know it is probably all in my head, but we all have our quirks.

The point is, I can understand hoarders to a point. But when you get to where you can't move around in your house...GET HELP! Start throwing stuff away. They call it spring cleaning. I hate clutter and I have a lot of it right now. My room gets smaller and smaller with every year that passes as I collect more stuff. But, most of what I collect are books and things that will eventually come in handy when I move out. It won't get to the point where I can't move around my room though. That is when I start giving stuff away.

Hoarders...they just need a little help and maybe a hard slap in the face by reality.

Much Love
Heather