Shredding

is not fun. I am a pack rat and I have saved EVERYTHING!!! What in God's name am I thinking here??? I have statements, bills and JUNK saved from every year we've been here. I have notes, papers with meaningless numbers, advertisements, JUNK! I have my college textbooks, reference manuals for software that no longer exists, manuals for computers that are long gone and just an amazing assortment of JUNK!!
I remember a few days after my dad died, I was sitting in his bedroom and going through his desk and thinking, why did he save this? Why did he save that? It was a mess to deal with but I didn't realize the connection at first. This saving/hoarding problem is GENETIC! My daughter suffers from it as well. You would think after 25 years of military lifestyle and all the moves later that I would have eliminated this problem, but oh no, I have it worse than ever!!!
When we were moving here from North Carolina 6 years ago, I remember thinking I have got to get rid of this stuff. Instead, I moved it here to Alaska, and six years later, it's bred to 10 times the amount.
Waste not, want not. DId I take this literally? What a joke. I think I do save everything for one of two reasons; a. - I might need it again someday, or b. - throwing it away seems wasteful. I must be hardwired for this thinking, hence, the genetics. Well, I have got a load of work ahead, I have been shredding crap all morning and have yet to make a dent.
I wonder if my hubby thought a do it yourself move would finally cure me of my problem? I wonder if he realizes he has the same problem.