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Wednesday, June 4, 2014

My Kids are Hoarders

I'm not proud of my life at this moment.

The thing with hoarding is that you think you will realize it when it happens to you. Or your kids. That your life will be all like "Whoa there sister. You've got a problem." But the catch is that it's this weird gradual build up of RANDOM SHIT and you don't really have an "oh sweet baby there is so much ridiculousness taking over your room" until you there is some strange crazy odor that you don't even know what it is or where it is coming from. That is when you realize you're raising a hoarder. And it will frighten the hell out of you. Especially when you realize you really only have two options:

1. Burn the house down.
2. Clean out EVERYTHING.

Option 1 seems like the favorable one I know. But the aftermath of that clean-up seems like even more work than the pain of number 2 so I guess that is the option I am currently procrastinating.

Last night began operation clear out/hoarder no more/maybe one soon day my kids will have floors with a path by cleaning out under the girls bunk beds which is unfortunate because it hadn't been done,  well... ever and also a bummer because it was going to be one of the "fun" summer projects that I had planned. Okay it was the only summer project I had planned. Looks like cleaning the floors with a toothbrush just entered the itinerary! Happy June kids.

I'm not really sure that this counts as a real blog post. I just really needed to vent. And procrastinate. If you don't hear from me in a few days, I may actually be buried alive. Please swing by, preferably in a hazmat suit. With a professional carpet cleaner. Most preferably with a lot of wine.

May clean inspiration be with us all...


  1. Things that help with my hoarders: have a yard sale, and they get to keep money from what they sell. My kids don't get their allowance until room is clean to my satisfaction. I help them organize when it gets *really* bad but they are right there with me, doing what I ask to help out.

  2. My 16 year old is the WORST hoarder ever!! I keep telling he's going to be on tv someday with his hoarding problem!!

    1. I'm just so happy that I'm not alone... I mean saddened for us of course, but happy at the same time.

  3. I seem to recall my youngest daughter having a similar problem. I told her she couldn't go out until the room was clean, so she cleaned it. Ha! Everything was thrown under the bed or into the closet! And I fell for it. Shame on me! I recommend garbage bags--heavy duty/ Load them up with all that mess and throw it out! Done!