I have boxes and piles of paper and files.  Multiple audits, a couple zone changes and a trip to the Ontario Municipal Board will do that for you.  That and five corporations to keep straight.  I recently spent the better part of the day sorting and filing into bankers boxes so I can at the very least, get rid of some of this paper and move it into storage.  To the average person, it's still a disaster but to me, much better.
Anyone who knows my family knows I come by it honestly.  My parents save everything.  From antiques to outfits, we've got it all.  Have a scavenger hunt?  Look no further, if it's not in their basement it is in the attic.  Need a Life magazine from 1969?  We've got it- my mom isthem in case my brother or I have a project.  I think we're okay if one comes up, mom.
The bonus to all this hoarding?  we have some really neat stuff to look back on.  Most of my artwork from when I was a kid, all my ballet costumes, dress up clothes and toys.  It makes me smile to see my daughter dressed up in the same outfits that my friends and I played in hour after hour.  The look on my mom's face is priceless too, kind of I told you so, but just plain glad she kept all the stuff!
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I hope your mom has noticed that in your jobs...you and your brother really don't need a 1969 Life Magazine!
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