Anyone who has been to my house for even a second knows that I have too much stuff. Not just a lot, too much. And a lot of it IS COOL STUFF, but piled up, never hung up on walls, project never finished (sometimes never started), tons of supplies for hobbies I have abandoned or don't have time/space for anymore.
I even have a lot of virtual stuff. I do. I have archived emails from years ago, for no particular reason other than I never trashed them to begin with, and never got around to doing it after that. I have 92 Pinterest boards.
I also have lots of stuff that I can't find. I have at least 5 tape measures and I never can find even one (note: this is partly due to my son thinking they are the coolest thing ever and wandering off with them). I have 2 pairs of pet nail clippers but my cat currently has ferocious talons.
STUFF like this has been an ongoing theme throughout my adult life, and has progressed since buying our house ten years ago. It has weighed me down when its whole purpose to begin with was to make me happy. Now it has to go. And I am going to document it here. I will shame myself into it with humiliating admissions and before-photos. I will confess my sins and hope that someone is out there who will listen and urge me on.
My name is Holly, and I'm a packrat. If anyone else would like to introduce themself - as a packrat, an inspirational minimalist, or anyone in between - I would love it. And maybe you could subtly share this page with others who you think might benefit/relate/want to buy my cool stuff.
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