More Stuff= More Stress

I've been unpacking boxes that have been stored for the last several years and it is stressful. So many decisions. What do I save? What to sell? What to donate? And the memories associated with a lot of the items. She wore that dress here. That ashtray sat on the coffee table as I was growing up. That photo... that painting.

I had a storage unit for the entire time my mother lived in Kansas. It has been over nine years. At first it held the overflow of furniture from when she moved here from Florida. She had a large house and was always a pack rat. Then when she had to down size from a three room apartment in assisted living to go to the nursing home I had a garage sale but didn't sell all of it but was able to get a smaller unit. Now that she has passed I needed to get rid of the added expense of the storage unit and deal with the unhappy task of unburdening myself of all this stuff.

So we've moved all the furniture and possessions from her storage unit and nursing home room into our garage and house. Our cars are out in the driveway and the lower level is full of boxes. There are six boxes remaining. The garage sale is Saturday. Tuesday the charity is picking up the remains. We could probably have another garage sale with all of our extra stuff.

The stuff in all those boxes that people save some of it's memories and some is just stuff.