Right at the beginning it''s amusing, but after the third or fourth picture it''s getting scary. That woman is in serious need of help.

Knowing many people who either live as poor, rural Mississippians or grew up as such, I can say that I''ve been in many households (not to mention the occasional college dorm room) that were this cluttered with stuff. People who live surrounded by insane amounts of clutter are not terribly uncommon... at least not in the poor, rural areas of Mississippi.

What''s remarkable about this woman is that not only is her home insanely cluttered; everything is also surprisingly neat and orderly at the same time. Most of the boxes and books are in stacks, most of the knick-knacks are carefully arranged, the shelves of objects are fairly neat, etc. Also, nothing in the house appears to be out-and-out garbage, which is fairly atypical in my experience.

Very strange.

I''ve seen this sort of thing before - in fact, I had to check again to make sure this wasn''t my aunt''s house. What really strikes me is that, unlike my relative, this woman got most of her stuff off eBay. How...peculiar.

Heh, there must be a name for whatever mental disorder leads to that.

Off topic, I just made a post where I said I was ""depressed yet amused"". I promise I wasn''t plagiarizing you.

That is messed up. I''m not sure what else to say.... she needs to get some help. Have a family intervention or something.

He should have his mother put into a mental insitution and clear the house out.

Or a storage shed... maybe they could live in that

For the horde!

Oh wrong thing.

Ths strikes me as the kind of house you''d find a serial killer living in.

This was originally a thread on SA, and yes it''s f*cking crazy.

Very entertaining though, the original thread was even more so but it''s in the SA archives now and it''s not public or I''d link it.

I saw this a couple of weeks ago, and it''s what motivated my ""Too much stuff! I have TOO.MUCH.STUFF!"" organizing binge. I''m a pack rat. I realize it, I do my best to control it, and recently, I just started getting rid of stuff. Lots of stuff. Seeing this house scared the bejebuz out of me, because I had this horrible vision of my being trapped in a maze of my stuff...*shudder*.

In just the first round, I collected enough stuff that it took the local battered women''s shelter a semi, 2 guys with dollies and more than 30 minutes to move it all out of my house. And I''m so not done. That was just the clothes from the Reagan/Bush/Clinton years. (Well, to be fair, there were shoes too...)

I cleared my kitchen cabinets, installed racks, sliding drawers and shelf liner...because I wanted it to look nice. I decided it was insane for me to keep 16 full place settings in the everyday cabinets...so once entire set of china...gone. Tupperware without lids...gone. Collection of bizarre novelty cups which have been washed so many times as to have become unrecognizable...gone. Glassware that isn''t as functional as it was pretty...gone. I got rid of probably half the stuff in my cabinets.

Although, I admit, I''ve sort of run out of steam...but still to go; garage, business office and soap center, and gods help me...my office. There''s probably 7 full computer systems up here, and motherboards and component boards that could build another 5 or 6.)

Be careful not to throw out DuckiLama, he might be lost somewhere in all that stuff.

Sheesh, and I get annoyed with my wife when she puts a display of ten teapots up on some shelves. Guess I have it good.

D''oh, I wrote the paragraph below, then realized that I should probably qualify it by saying that I''m a soapmaker. I make organic, aromatherapy, all natural soap and other bath/body products.

Well, one has to have a place to store the soap, once the soap is made, and the giant molds for doing big batches, and the aromatherapy section where I work on scent recipes, and all the stuff for filling gift baskets, plus spray bottles for spritzers, jars for unguents, bathsalts, bath bombs, scrubbies, massage butters and the like. And packaging and shipping materials...which are bulky. Frankly, I had no idea how much inventory space I would need.

And now that I''m thinking about expanding from just doing custom and handmade organic/aromatherapy bath and body products into also doing gift baskets, I''ll need even more room in there. I''m beginning to think I should just wallpaper the place with pegboard. So, that room is my next big project.

Na, the Duck has a fortress of his *own* stuff to protect him from my stuff. And 10 teapots? Oh yeah, that''s not even slightly packratty. 60 teapots, 40 of them in boxes, never to be opened...that''s packratty.

Indeedlily doodily. I feel better, the house looks better...and I just need to save the page of this house on my harddrive, and anytime I start slacking...load that bad boy up and motivate myself with terror.