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When we moved to this new house in Raleigh, I moved my stuff, my husband's stuff, my niece and nephew's stuff, my deceased sister's stuff, and my son's stuff in one big old transfer truck.

When we moved my mother in with us, she alone had ONE BIG OLD transfer truck; that was two years ago and she is STILL going through all that crap. She keeps accusing me of throwing her stuff away -- but Lord only knows what's missing, you know?

The other day I found her trying to fix a broken old umbrella "in case we ever need it." I finally put it with the other six she has that she's fixed.

It's driving me nuts. She has a 30 foot walk-in closet that is packed so tight you can't even get a rack out of there, yet she wears the same five outfits over and over.

I'm to the point where I hardly keep anything just so my kids won't have to go through this!