Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.

You can read the start of my journey here.

Friday, March 23, 2012

Can you keep a secret?

I probably should have worn a mask today, but I didn't. One of these days I'll learn.

After working in the laundry room and doing as much laundry as I could (3 loads of sweats before I ran out of pretreater), I worked for a few hours on Bugster's birthday gift. I'm taking before and after pictures, which I will post once I'm done, but I dare not say what I'm doing. She reads my blog. Sometimes.

When she was younger, she had a habit of finding out what her birthday or Christmas presents were entirely too often. Often enough that we finally told her that, if she found out what her gift was before the special day, she wouldn't get it. In spite of the fact that she claimed she never went looking for the presents, (she claims I was horrible at hiding them but don't believe her), she sure was good at finding them. I don't recall taking anything away. We threatened once, but I think we kept it and gave it to her for whatever the next holiday was. Let's just say it was an effective deterrent. 

We've learned to hide her presents better than we apparently did when she was little. It helps that she has her own home now, and she isn't over here snooping all the time. I'm just wondering, if I'm going to be able to keep this one under wraps before we celebrate her birthday. 

She's definitely going to want this one. =)


  1. Oooh,I feel powerful! I know a secret!!!!

    If you want me to keep the secret, send me 10 million dollars in small, unmarked bills, no consecutive serial numbers, please.

    You have my address.

    And I'm sure I don't need to remind you that I know where YOU live.


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