Oh my goddess. I’m working on clearing the hoard from the Queen bedroom and it’s gut-wrenching. I mean, literally my stomach hurts so badly. I think when I was clearing out the garage, I was much more detached. I had already emotionally orphaned all that stuff. But the stuff in the bedroom…I got through four bags before I had to give up.

Before.

Before.

After.

After.

 

WOO-WOO ALERT (dream interpretation coming up):
I had a dream that I was sitting on a couch next to Mom (my hoarding role model). Her pet lion (it’s a dream, remember?) jumped up on my lap and scared the bejeebers out of me. I asked Mom how to handle it, and she said, “Just tell him to get down, stupid tomcat”, as she pushed him to the floor. The lion paused, then turned and jumped back up, grabbing us both by the neck with his claws. We were both terrified.
The lion symbolizes control, and dominance. The dream is saying I can’t continue to power through this clean-up. I have to take it a little at a time and deal with emotions as they come up. Damn. That’s going to slow me down.

Stay tuned…