When I moved into my flat 4 years ago I got rid of a lot of DVDS and some of my books. Found it really difficult to get rid of any of my CDs, even the shitty ones I never listen to. It’s my main collection, why would I?

I’m terrible for chazzer shop bargains though. There’s loads books from two years I’ve bought sitting unread. :frowning:

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This has been a bit of an ongoing project over the last couple of years. Am totally aligned with @hip_young_gunslinger condition in terms of having a strange compulsion to hoard.

CDs/vinyl - Untouched and not going anywhere. The Bennos and crates stay. Although, I have circa 300 D&B 12"s that I bought as a joblot off a mate when he emigrated, with the intention selling them off on discogs for a steady but tidy profit. That’s still on the to do list.
Books/magazines - Have toned or significantly, but there’s a tension: MsWza is the set 'em free type, whereas I lean towards keeping. The “a pathway through our lives” thing defo resonates.
DVDs - I can be harsher with these cos I’ve never ‘collected’ then, just accumulated, and the repeat use scenario is a million miles away from that of a CD. For films I’m very meh, but I like having, say, BFI collections that will prolly never be available as freely as general release films. So they stay.
Clothes - have gone through a series of big big culls to the point where things are at an almost sensible level. Gawd knows how I ever accumulated over a hundred pairs of boxer shorts and the same for socks! It’s difficult, though. There’s a (pointless) attachment in some cases. E.g. I took photos of 40-odd t-shirts individually before chucking them. This is a HUGE thing for me in being able to chuck something out. If I have a photo, that’s 90% of the sentimentality dealt with. And it’s defo true that when you have a wardrobe you can navigate it feels like you’ve got more clothes than when it was packed out.
Paperwork - On top of this. Quite like filling and shredding.
‘General stuff’ - where the hell does it all come from? Knackered bike lights. Old phones. Dishes/keepsakes &c. Stationery. Car shit. Pointless toys. Christmas ephemera. Wrapping and boxes and packaging ‘just in case’. Tat. (We actually had an unopened box from three house moves ago labeled “Tat”!). Just fucking life detritus. Have almost shifted through and disposed of all of the unwanted bulk of this, now.

Anything saleable via eBay has been. Have easily notched up a couple of grand over the last couple of years or so just by steadily selling this and that. Failing that, gumtree. Next option is charity shop or free share/freegle/free gumtree. But, bugger me, there are some knobheads on gumtree. Took ages to give away a box of a hundred VHS tapes (which were photographed before being turfed out, naturally.)

Just HATE throwing stuff out into landfill, though. Properly hate the wastefulness of it.

Even stuff like broken bike lights that can’t be rehomed I’ve disassembled into recyclable bits, batteries for the box at the supermarket, and leftovers that can, finally, be put in the bin.

This whole tortured process finally got us to the point where we could see the wood for the trees and have a damn good spring clean of surfaces etc, and get things in some sort of order.

Then, just as we’d turned the second bedroom into an actual useable bedroom rather than a heading dumping ground… Hello baby stuff! :astonished:

It’s all very draining.

Though I have eBayed some stuff. I have a limit of about 7/8 quid. Where if it would sell for less than that I will charity shop it. The reason being, the ebay/paypal fees incurred and time taken to photograph/list items/pack/post don’t really stack up and it simply isn’t worth it to be honest. I could spent that time teaching myself new skills to earn more money.

Took this down the charity shop this morning :ok_hand:

Whacked a load of CDs on some website, now boxed up and ready to send off.

Getting there.

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moved to another country and now all my worldly possessions fit into two suitcases + one large rucksack, except for a few boxes of books i left in a friend’s attic (books are the only things i still have any kind of impulse for collecting/hoarding)

quite liberating

gave soooo much stuff to charity shops, which hopefully compensates for the fact that i never give any money to charity

i have hoarding tendencies too though i’m not as bad as i used to be. i need to tidy my room and chuck a load of unimportant stuff soon. there’s still loads of stuff in my bedroom back at my parents’ house that i kept for no reason and when i’m back there i try to make a start at chucking some of it but i never get around to doing a significant amount.

don’t want to get read of many of my CDs or books any time soon. but might try to give away a small handful of the ones i’ll never play or read again.

In my room at my parents I still have an unopened can of Coke from Munich I kept as a souvenir of a German exchange trip. That was in 1988. To say I find it hard to get rid of stuff would be an understatement.

I don’t like getting rid of stuff and I have no idea why as I don’t value my possessions.

I just generally don’t like having to part with stuff, which is why I’ll probably never get over us leaving the EU.

They may take my EU citizenship but they will have to pry that 30 year old can of Coke from my cold dead hands.

And Farage probably would, the fucker.

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Finally sorting out these boxes of paperwork. There’s three of them, so it’s annoying but not a massive job.

“If you give me your can of Coke, LeeKee, you’ll be able to take back control (or whatever the fuck I mean by that)!”

“I have a really stupid toady face, don’t I?”

amusingly on-brand.