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	<title>Comments on: De-Crapifying My Life</title>
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		<title>By: Sandra</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sandra</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 09 May 2008 13:06:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh man...you hit the nail on the head with that one! My DH is quite the pack rat and I fear and loathe his visits to the Salvation Army. He'll come home with LPs that are little more than a joke or novelty...pots and pans "for auto repair work, like draining oil," you name it. Although he does find some bargains. 
Now, I often find myself saving ticket stubs from events I want to remember (like I'm going to forget seeing and meeting Beck?! or seeing the NYC ballet's Nutcracker?! Not till I have Alzheimer's). Or collecting things I think I'm going to use in my art but I never do. And way too many books. Of course I never clean, because it's too overwhelming to look at. 
I think I need to grab a trash bag, too.

&lt;strong&gt;LOL Sandra, your hubby sounds like my father. He used to roam junk shops looking for more junk he could 'use' for things. Although, he did manage to find quite the many bargain. Maybe we aren't all cut out for decluttered spaces and lives - there is a certain amount of clutter I require to think, myself. :)
Annie&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh man&#8230;you hit the nail on the head with that one! My DH is quite the pack rat and I fear and loathe his visits to the Salvation Army. He&#8217;ll come home with LPs that are little more than a joke or novelty&#8230;pots and pans &#8220;for auto repair work, like draining oil,&#8221; you name it. Although he does find some bargains.<br />
Now, I often find myself saving ticket stubs from events I want to remember (like I&#8217;m going to forget seeing and meeting Beck?! or seeing the NYC ballet&#8217;s Nutcracker?! Not till I have Alzheimer&#8217;s). Or collecting things I think I&#8217;m going to use in my art but I never do. And way too many books. Of course I never clean, because it&#8217;s too overwhelming to look at.<br />
I think I need to grab a trash bag, too.</p>
<p><strong>LOL Sandra, your hubby sounds like my father. He used to roam junk shops looking for more junk he could &#8216;use&#8217; for things. Although, he did manage to find quite the many bargain. Maybe we aren&#8217;t all cut out for decluttered spaces and lives - there is a certain amount of clutter I require to think, myself. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
Annie</strong></p>
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		<title>By: Darla</title>
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		<dc:creator>Darla</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 23:56:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You assumed correctly, the packrat gets the garage. ;)

&lt;strong&gt;Oooh, do I get a gold star for being right?
Annie&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You assumed correctly, the packrat gets the garage. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p><strong>Oooh, do I get a gold star for being right?<br />
Annie</strong></p>
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		<title>By: Jess</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jess</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 17:30:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey A......
I'm inherently de-crapified.  I can't handle clutter, and have a tendency to throw everything away constantly. Drives the huz nuts, considering that occasionally I'll clean off his desk and throw away stuff he actually needs.  

The idea of having piles of stuff anywhere makes the neurons inside my brain start to explode.

&lt;strong&gt;Jess! She lives and breathes. Missed ya, girl. Yes, I could hear some poppping and bursting a little while ago - musta been you when you saw that pic. :lol:
Annie&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey A&#8230;&#8230;<br />
I&#8217;m inherently de-crapified.  I can&#8217;t handle clutter, and have a tendency to throw everything away constantly. Drives the huz nuts, considering that occasionally I&#8217;ll clean off his desk and throw away stuff he actually needs.  </p>
<p>The idea of having piles of stuff anywhere makes the neurons inside my brain start to explode.</p>
<p><strong>Jess! She lives and breathes. Missed ya, girl. Yes, I could hear some poppping and bursting a little while ago - musta been you when you saw that pic. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_lol.gif' alt=':lol:' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
Annie</strong></p>
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