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Originally Posted by tabs

I feel so anxious saying this, but I am guilty of having this mental illness...

My Mother grew up working poor and suffered through the 1930's Depression. She would not have 1 or 10 empty Mayonnaise jars but 100 jars, then there was paper towel and toilette rolls, Aluminum pie plates, egg cartons etc etc etc and pray tell if you tried to throw one thing away she would cry saying, "I might need that!" She also liked to collect Thrift Store junk, after they passed away it made for a nice Estate Sale.

Now for my own depravity I am a Treasure Hunter, I started out panning for Gold up in them thar hills...but discovered there was better and easier treasure to be found collecting spoons. Then from there one thing leads to another and it just gets worse, after Sandy passed I found Thrift Stores. Now the stuff is piling up around my ears, shoes are having baby shoes oh my!!!

Also as I have said I am a member of the Imelda Marcos Shoe Fetish Association where the minimum number of shoes to be a member is 100 to be a Silver Member is 250 a Gold member is 500 and Platinum is 1000 pairs of shoes.

I am talking about trash. What you have there is not trash. Well, maybe they are