I have a mental disorder

It is called Plyushkin’s Disorder

I always thought I was just a hoarder, but now I know it is not my fault, I feel so privileged. :joy:

Even the description of rooms being so full of ‘stuff’ that only a small path is left allowing access to the furthest point is an accurate description of my rear veranda which is 9 metres long. One of the reasons why I have only just found the deeds to the house, needed by the Notaire, is because both of my filing cabinets are similarly isolated in different rooms.

I might even invite Channel 5 along, I bet they pay good money for filming here.

According to Wikipedia some 2 to 5 % of the UK population share my affliction, I’m sure I could boost it some more if I decided to move back. They also say it is mostly males who had some traumatic event in the past. I certainly qualify on the first point but can’t think of a trigger for the 2nd.

However, I do know who to blame. Amazon. Most of the stuff is empty cardboard boxes and I simply can’t bear to let go the means of return if necessary.

But my often reason given is entirely practical. You never know when something might come in handy. I have a fridge freezer, a fridge , a gas cooker and 2 washing machines in the garden. The fridge now has garden tools in (all sheds, 3 of them, are now full) and the 3 wheeled Ape van similarly employed.

Sometime ago on here I was assured that fingerless gloves are a good idea and no, I was assured, the fingertips do not freeze as a result, so I bought a pair. But they do, freeze the tips, so I only used them once, and put them away, just in case. I was later browsing in the agricultural coop for something or other which I didn’t find, but I did find a pair of ankle boots without laces and instead zips up each side. What a good idea I thought, fedup with hooking bootlaces round clips hardly big enough to accommodate them. But there was a drawback, without laces they are not tight enough and I could feel my ankles getting sore (I don’t wear socks) so I got the fingerless gloves (a misnomer because they do have fingers but no tips) and cut the rest of the fingers off. Now I have some nice soft ankle protections to slip on inside my boots. :joy:

I really must make a start on all this cardboard though, but my fear is that as soon as I do, I will find a very good use for it. :flushed:

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My MIL wasn’t exactly a hoarder, just had great difficulty parting with things, liked bargains and had a leftover from the war of needing a full pantry. And when something wore out she would keep using it and buy another for the day when it was totally unusable. Which never really happened. Then SIL moved in to care for them and she is a full-on hoarder.

Roll on a few year and trying to clear that house after FIL/MIL deaths was a nightmare. SIL wanted to take everything back to her house which was already crammed full, and I had to negotiate over every 10 years past its sell date cat food (none of them had a cat but it was a bargain).

It was so traumatic that I am already starting to clear our house despite hoping for at least another 20 years!

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What then is the disorder where I throw away anything not immediately needed, and a week later I am on Amazon for a replacement…

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Whatever it is it is worse than what I’ve got, at least I don’t create such remorse. :roll_eyes:
Why don’t you ask Plyushkin, I don’t know where he is but leave no cardboard box unturned in your search. :rofl:

Whoops, you won’t find him, he is fictional.
https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-d&q=plyushkin

Doesn’t look a bit like me, thankfully. :joy:

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I can sympathize :grin: after many years of accumulating, because I moved into a smaller house here in France, a couple of years I was driven to be quite ruthless. I’ve literally been through almost everything and either binned or sold on leboncoin anything that isn’t ‘needed’, but actually defining ‘needed’ has been a little tricky at times :grin: As a result, I do now feel alot more chilled in the house due to lack of clutter. And certainly haven’t missed any of the ‘stuff’ that’s now gone. The only area remaining is the detached garage which does still remain somewhat overfull, but I do struggle to thin down tools, equipment, materials as they are useful, even if only used once in a blue moon! For me at least, the big reward for the mass clearance/sorting session has been that I now know what I’ve got and where it is, and actually discovered items I forgot I even owned, so a real voyage of discovery. I almost fell off my chair the other day when I was speaking to a friend who told me they actually paid a person to come to their house recently to ‘help’ go through a clearout process, and it wasn’t cheap, but they still thought it was worth it as they just couldn’t face it alone. We acquire ‘stuff’, we pay to store it/maintain it, and then we spend time to get rid of it - quite incredible really, but it has all spawned whole new industries for storing and sorting, let alone Mr Bezos’s selling :wink:

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My in-laws had the wartime disorder of not throwing absolutely anything away that could be useful because that was how they had to live but luckily my OH was not a hoarder and threw it all out apart from a few antique bits and pieces. I prefer the least as possible to live with and its also less to keep dusted and clean as well.

The alternative is to have so much that there is absolutely no point in dusting or cleaning. It’s also harder to see the dust for all the stuff.
I belong to the Quentin Crisp school of housework:
There is no need to do any housework at all. After the first four years the dirt doesn’t get any worse.”

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It’s called excess wealth, but I can help your condition. :wink::smile:

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Hahaha, I had a manager at work like that, 3 filing cabinets thrown one week, 3 more ordered the next. £6000 of reusable IR taps chucked in the skip and then new ones ordered in a couple of weeks when realised we were short of them.

My mother, a child during WW2, struggled with poverty both then and later as a young mother with a husband who injured his back and and at times could not work. As she became older, she began buying food in much greater quantities than she could possibly eat. It was partly driven by boredom, but also she just couldn’t see the excess food. She died 2 years ago, but we still have bottles of wine left behind, which is a nice reminder.
:slightly_smiling_face:

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My top shed has all my old desktop computers in, it also has a suitcase full of family photos going back generations, a steel workshop bench with drawers left by the previous occupant of the house in 1992. Its weight is such that it is forcing the floor away from the sides and is propped up by breeze blocks and an acrow underneath.

Taking up much of the floor space is a pallet with a recon gearbox for the Berlingo. When the old box packed up around 8 years ago I bought a recon unit from Co. Durham. My then mechanic said it wouldn’t last and advised the purchase of a French one for double the price. That one arrived shrink wrapped and strapped to the pallet, which is still there, unused.

The only stuff I have got rid of has been Fran’s many really good quality clothes dating back years. Although the sight of them brought back happy memories, Christine came one day and we bagged up up 4 50 kg bags of them and she took the worst away for the public depositories. The other 2 contain really good stuff and I am supposed to take them to a charity shop that she indicated. I checked it out and it isn’t there so I am looking for another one local. I will take them, honest. :face_with_raised_eyebrow:

Your manager had a couple of mates who sold filing cabinets and IR taps and another mate who had a skip business.

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David
There is a charity shop in La Coquille.

Sounds like a woman we knew in the UK who suffered from allergies and never ever touched a duster as she said moving dust and dirt made her ill. The french don’t do much in the way of housework either in most homes I have been in - floors being the exception with the mop and bucket always stood handy.

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Thank you, I am going to Nontron this morning to get the new dog checked over at the vets and I’ll see if there’s one there, if not maybe La Coquille tomorrow or Monday. Annabel, the former aide for my wife uses the vet there so maybe she knows it as well.

There should be a Secours Catholique charity shop near you somewhere. We’ve taken stuff there. They did loads of emergency work immediately after the October 2018 floods near here, providing food, temporary shelter and organising collections and distribution of essential items for people who had lost thier homes.

Edit: There is one in Nontron, but it’s only open on Wednesday afternoons for some reason. Not sure exactly where you live, but the only one around there that seems to be open regularly during the week is in Périgueux.

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Not that bright :rofl:

What about a local Ehpad as spare clothing for the elderly who don’t have much money or family to replace stuff. We gave all mum’s good stuff to the care home when she died in March, even her wheelchair which cost dad a lot of money but no one wanted to have it hanging around at home nor the room. The home were very grateful as they are always trying to raise money for the clients in there.

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Thanks to @hairbear and @Shiba. The Nontron one is about halfway between there and here on an industrial estate so will check it out soon to confirm opening times.

Not sure how suitable Fran’s clothes are for the elderly as they date from a much earlier era, miniskirts etc…

Secours Catholique is “manned” by volunteers and “opening hours” will depend on availability of said volunteers… which is why it’s quite often only open to the Public on particular days…
sadly, often not enough volunteers to keep it open to the Public full time…