I'm finding it hard to dump greetings cards from my mum and she's alive and well. Found at least a dozen bottle bags. What does that say about me or my friends? I'm keeping all the gift bags. They're all reusable. Hope I don't send them back to the donor. But why would they remember unless it's really distinctive?
We reuse gift bags in our family. No-one minds if they get one they've seen before. Some have been doing the rounds for years
Doncaster, South Yorkshire. Soil type: sandy, well-drained
I cut the fronts off pretty greetings cards and use them as bookmarks. Also have some sitting round the house with an upturned glass tumbler on top, ready for spider eviction use! It doesn’t seem so hard to then throw away the bit of card with the writing on. A friend has a scheme to deal with her collections of menus/ theatre tickets / photos etc from memorable occasions. She puts them together as a collage and then photographs them. She has printed some for temporary display in frames, but it all takes up much less room. I find it really hard to dispose of houseplants that have passed their best. If they are still alive, I can’t bear the thought of killing them off. The utility room and garage windowsills are currently full of feeble specimens, plus the ‘plants rooting in water’ that aren’t ready to pot up yet ( or getting past it)
I'm finding it hard to dump greetings cards from my mum and she's alive and well. Found at least a dozen bottle bags. What does that say about me or my friends? I'm keeping all the gift bags. They're all reusable. Hope I don't send them back to the donor. But why would they remember unless it's really distinctive?
nothing wrong with that. We all need to reuse stuff.
I like this thread. I had a look at my clothes: the oldest is a machine wool jumper set made by my mum in 1978, there was a skirt as well. Gone a bit thin in places, but still OK imo. Nobody in the world has the same.
I have allocated next week as decluttering week. Hopefully I might get some of it done.
My mum had bought a beautiful quite expensive, bright red pure wool coat a couple of months before she died in 2008 so she only wore it once or twice. I couldn't bear to get rid of it and as I was the same size, thought I'd keep it for my 'old age'. I wore it once to a February christening in the Lakes when it was absolutely freezing but didn't feel 'right' in it and never wore it again. Last year I finally gave it to a charity shop.
Other stuff ends up in a shed. When a shed is full, OH builds another one. I think we're up to about 6 now
😱 Oh my! I'm glad my sister has never thought of that work-around! 😂
After our mother died, there was a lot of stuff to clear. I reluctantly agreed to store about 8 boxes of things we did not know what to do with in my loft. (My loft had nothing in it, me being the minimalist of the family.) Anyway I extracted promises that this would be for a maximun period of 2 yrs. Oh yes, I was assured, absolutely.
Eleven yrs on and, yup, you've guessed it! The stuff is still there. (I have got it down to 6 with some quiet pruning, but, shhhh, don't tell! 😉)
On my "27"th birthday my sister gave me a very thick shawl/scarf, it still had the gift tag on it written by a friend who gave it to her. I didn't have the heart to say anything!
Just pass it on. Same as the ubiquitous bottle of Dubonnet brought to bring a bottle parties in the 70s. Ever present. Never opened. Brought to the next party. Attended more parties than the rest of us put together.
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I find it really hard to dispose of houseplants that have passed their best. If they are still alive, I can’t bear the thought of killing them off. The utility room and garage windowsills are currently full of feeble specimens, plus the ‘plants rooting in water’ that aren’t ready to pot up yet ( or getting past it)
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Unlike some of the tat in my sucky bags.
My mum had bought a beautiful quite expensive, bright red pure wool coat a couple of months before she died in 2008 so she only wore it once or twice. I couldn't bear to get rid of it and as I was the same size, thought I'd keep it for my 'old age'. I wore it once to a February christening in the Lakes when it was absolutely freezing but didn't feel 'right' in it and never wore it again. Last year I finally gave it to a charity shop.
After our mother died, there was a lot of stuff to clear. I reluctantly agreed to store about 8 boxes of things we did not know what to do with in my loft. (My loft had nothing in it, me being the minimalist of the family.) Anyway I extracted promises that this would be for a maximun period of 2 yrs. Oh yes, I was assured, absolutely.
Eleven yrs on and, yup, you've guessed it! The stuff is still there. (I have got it down to 6 with some quiet pruning, but, shhhh, don't tell! 😉)