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Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

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My mother is insane. Like, one of those ladies you see on the local news insane. Since it's inevitably going to come up I'll get out of the way that I am too, but at least I take a full dose of my medication. I've been meaning to make this thread for about the last year, but the longer I waited the more interesting the situation became. Also, I'm incredibly lazy. Case in point, these pictures are about three weeks old. Anyway, lets take a tour of our house.

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Here's the house from the outside. Looks a bit overgrown, but fairly normal. Come inside, won't you?

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Okay, about here's where things start to look a little off.

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Behind the door is one of many piles of boxes. At the bottom of that pile is a chair that used to be for sitting down to put on shoes, now it's just structual support. Note that you can't actually open the door all the way anymore, it hits that box with the Target bag on it about 2/3s of the way.

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A look into the living room. There's no way to get over to any of that stuff on the far wall, so when that light bulb burns out we're screwed. That wood on top of that birdcage is so my mom doesn't have to spend money on sticks for the birds. And yes that first cage is empty. But we'll visit the birds later.

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Have a seat on the couch- Oh, there seems to be a few things on it, sorry. That Christmas stuff in the forground is from at least last year.

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A look out into the living room. My mom likes to buy old glass crap, and also other old crap that's not made of glass, off of eBay. In fact most of the stuff you can see is from eBay. That chair in front of the desk and most of the drawers can't be pulled out, as they are blocked by boxes.

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The couch, a.k.a. one of only three places to sit down outside of my room. The footstool is always on the couch, since there's no room for it elsewhere. All those books on the ground are old boring coffee table books from eBay. You've probably noticed the wall of boxes in the background. This was built specifically to prevent people from being able to tell if the kitchen light was on, enabling my mom to hide out from anyone who might stop by. No, I don't know what's in any of the boxes.

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The twenty-year old TV and the ten-year old VCR. The picture tube on the TV is dying, and the image is dark, blurry, and tinted. That pile of US Mail boxes with the "fragile" box on top can be pivoted to the left to allow a wider viewing arc. You can see some of my 3rd-grade artwork on display there above the TV.

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The birds. My mom has five parakeets, and is looking for a sixth. Only the first two cages have birds in them. The third was bought about a year ago and was never set up. Notice that even the inside of the bird cages are crowded.

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A view behind the wall of boxes, at what used to be the coffee table. You usually can't see back here, I had to hold the camera at arm's length around the edge. As you can see, she saves empty birdseed containers.

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The other side of the living room. My mom was big into glass paperweights for a while, though usually bottles and dishes are here thing. You see the disruption in the layer of dust on the chair there? That's where she fell a while ago when trying to climb over stuff to open the window just off the left of the picture. There's also at least two broken bottles back there somewhere that have fallen but there's no way to get back there to clean them up. I'm assured all this stuff in quite valuable, by the way.

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A full view of that wall. You can see the dangerous window here. Those plants on top of the bookshelf died because there was to way to water them. They've been sitting there decomposing for a few years now.

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Under the tables is full too. In the front are a bunch of old Popular Sciences she bought off eBay a while ago. The rest of the floor space is filled with more dishes.

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The other bookshelves. More books, more bottles, and assorted small toys. Most of these books are outdated old college textbooks from the 70's.

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The hallway to my mom's bedroom and the bathroom. The two opposing doors are closets that you can't get to without spending half an hour moving all those boxes. Behind that chair and flag is the water heater. Hopefully we'll never need to get to it.

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And here's my mom's bedroom. You were probably expecting a bed or something. It's there, somewhere underneath all those boxes. My mom decided storing this stuff is more important that having a place to sleep. So where does my mom sleep? Remember that 2/3rds of a couch back in the living room? Yep, every night. No I don't know what's in any of these boxes either. Most of them are from eBay and have never been opened, just put straight on the pile.

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The view from the other door of the bathroom.

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A view from the back of the room, down that little path visible two pictures up.

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My mom's shirt pile. There's no accessable drawers in the room, so this is where she keeps her clothes. Now that I think about it, I don't know where she keeps the rest of her clothes, since that's just shirts. I'm guessing they're in a box somewhere.

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The bathroom. It's only remarkable in that it's the widest open space outside of my room. It's the only place you could actually stick your arms out and spin around. You know, if you wanted to.

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Back out of the hallway, a shot back towards the front door. That's an old mink hat sticking on the left there, not a random wild animal.

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Into the kitchen. Underneath the center pile is the dining room table, and underneath the dining room table is more boxes. A bunch of the food in here is several years old, and from a dollar store, but my mom still won't throw it away.

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The magnet collection. At least this is kind of normal, in things to collect. I probably should have taken a picture of the inside of the refridgerator, but you can imagine it. It looks just like the rest of the house, but with food.

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The other side of the pile. That one box is full of cereal, all of it expired except the Frankenberry. In fact, everything in that front box is expired too. I don't eat any of this expired stuff by the way, it's all hers.

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The sliding glass door is right to the left there, about two-thirds blocked by boxes. The boxes are placed specifically to allow just enough room to let the curtains open and close. That chair in front of the computer is the second of three places to sit.

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My mom's computer. From here she buys all this poo poo. The tower's the current computer, there's just nowhere else to put the desktop. That TV's a little black and white one that cost $20 on clearance at Target. It broke after about a month, and only the sound works. It's still there though. Those buttplug looking things on the monitor are old glass insulators they used to use on telegraph and telephone lines. I'm assured they also are quite valuable.

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Under the table is just enough room for her feet. I guess she has to move that boxlid every time she sits down, I don't know.

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The calendar wall. You might have noticed a bunch of calendars all around the house. Early this year they put a calendar store in the factory outlets by our house, selling out all the old current calendars. My mom bought several hundred of them, because they were cheap. Some went up, a few were given out as gifts, a bunch are still around in boxes somewhere. No, she won't throw them away when the year's over. Also notice they're all on different months.

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A sink with a bunch of crap on it. There's cups full of hotel pens, old postcards, a bowl full of old fortune cookie papers, and I don't know what else. I see some corn holders in there. That yellow bucket on the end has candy from two Easters ago.

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Down there's my mom's "desk". Most of those boxes on the right are filled with old newspapers and magazines. Fortunatly we don't get any newspapers or magazines anymore, so that collection's stagnant.

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The third place to sit. That's all old mail on the left. She also stole my SA mug and filled it with pens. Not like I drink anything from mugs anyway I guess. On somewhat of a tangent, we live in Folsom, CA, home of the famous Folsom Prison. One of the perks of living in a prison city is we don't have to seperate out recycleables from our garbage. We just throw everything away, and they drive it up to the Prison and make the prisoners dig through it. As a result of this, my mom will never throw anything away with her name on it, since she's convinced one of the prisoners will steal her identity. I try to explain to her that not only are the odds of someone choosing her identity to steal are slim on their own, if someone is going to try to steal an identity they're probably not going to pick someone in the lower middle class. Still, she insists on cutting up everything, down to the address tags on every piece of mail we get. So most of those pieces of paper there are old pieces of junk mail she won't throw away. She originally used to go through and cut it up every couple of weeks, but now I think we have a few years built up.

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The dishwasher. That jack-o-lantern bucket's a recent addition, but I don't expect it to be going anywhere anytime soon. Note the phone has a cord, and the answering machine uses tapes.

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This is the washer/dryer nook. Whenever she does wash she has to spend about an hour disassembling this pile and moving it to the middle of the hallway. She won't let me do my own wash, because she's convinced I'm going to break this stuff in the process of setting it five feet to the left.

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Photographic proof of a washer/dryer. I don't know what that thing on the right is. I think it's a roll-up blanket or something.

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Turning around from the hallway is the bubblewrap pile. This is all taken from incoming eBay packages. She keeps it for packing in the event she ever actually gets rid of anything. She never does. That Scooby-Doo's again from at least last Christmas. That's a Lego Darth Vader fighting a Lego Obi-wan Kenobi on the back of Lego dinosaurs in the middle there. That part's pretty cool. That plastic thing above the gay plush lizard is an old candy tray mom's keeping because she thinks it looks pretty.

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Okay, before we head into my room let me explain a few things. I moved back down here from Seattle a few years ago to go to college. It was decided I would get the master bedroom, since it had cable and phone lines. My mom, who only has the one TV and never talked on the phone in her room anyway, moved into the other bedroom. You saw what happened there. Right before I moved down she assured me the bedroom was cleared out. So imagine my surpise when I get down here only to find there were still three dressers in the room, still full of her clothes. Not only that, but there was no room in the garage to put any of my boxes, so everything I owned had to go into this one room. She said she'd clear out some room in the garage, but as you can guess that didn't happen...

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So here's my room. That pile of boxes right in front of the door is some of her stuff that has been creeping in. That bubble wrap above it is covering the "displayed" part of my Transformer collection, since anything that's not covered gets coated with a thick layer of dust in a few weeks. The bed was hers, but would have been too much trouble to move. That thing I agreed to have left in the room.

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More of my room. Most of my boxes are all full of old schoolwork, childhood toys, and electronics that in a normal house would be in the garage, but not here. I get to live with them every day. Also I have a large fuzzy mushroom with a pillow on top.

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This is something you might have seen in some other parts of the house but it's most visible here. In addition to closing the curtains, my mom covers the small windows with cardboard to "keep the heat in/out", depending on season. I'm not sure how that's supposed to create any measureable affect on the total temperature, but she got mad whenever I took them down so now I just live with them.

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The other side of my room, leading to the bathroom.

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The closets are still full of her old clothes, since I don't need closet space. The thing is they're both just as full as this all the way down their length, and I'm pretty sure she doesn't fit in most of these clothes anymore. A lot of these clothes are from the 70's and 80's.

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My bathroom. The exercise bike showed up while I was gone one summer, then the vacuum a little later. The bike is useful as a clothes rack. Time for a bathroom story. One time I ran out of toothpaste or floss or something, so I opened the medicine cabinet looking for more. Instead, I found the bathroom cabinet full of my old prescription bottles. I then realized I'd never thrown a prescription bottle away, I'd get new ones, and the old ones had just disappeared. I'd never thought about it. I confronted my mom, and she told me she was keeping hers too, and was saving them to cut the labels off so the prisoners wouldn't know what medications we were on. I told her that was crazy, and that I was going to throw mine away. A few days later I went to do that, only to find they were all gone. Mom took them all, and hid them in a box somewhere so I couldn't throw them away. They were out of my way, so I didn't pursue it any further. I make sure to throw my old bottles away now though.

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The master bathroom's shower. Since the door when opened would drip onto carpet, my mom decided not to use this shower. So she did the only natural thing and filled it with boxes. We use the shower/bath in the other bathroom.

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On the way back out of my bedroom, just a quick look at a small fraction of the crappy books gotten from eBay.

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Okay, into the backyard. A house down the street was having a moving sale, and gave my mom that table for free because they didn't want to move it. It's solid oak, and two people can barely lift it. She put it there to keep it out of the rain, which is also why there's a piece of cardboard on top. It didn't work, and now it's spliting. You can see some more saved birdseed jars on it there.

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The backyard. My mom didn't have it landscaped to save money, and now it grows wild. Normally it's all brown, but there was rain a few days ago. That clump in the middle is the compost pile, and the stuff off to the right is the remains of her garden. Those are old fence boards proping up tomato baskets, if you're wondering. She also used old fence boards to surround the strawberry patch, for some reason.

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This is some of the neighbor's groundcover she's letting grow into the yard. I don't know why. In the summer it's full of bees.

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There's pallets along the back of the house, because in winter that part turns into a mud pit.

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The garage. This thing has looked pretty much the same for the last couple of years, since there's no room for anything to be added to it.

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More of the garage stuff. That used to be a path to the back, but now it's too narrow to fit through.

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Chairs in the rafters.

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Behind our garage is part of a streetlamp post stolen from a demolition site. It was going to be a support for the gate across our driveway, but proved to be unsuitable. Now we don't know how to get rid of it. That bush back there is some kind of giant weed, by the way. There's a couple of them in the yard.

So that's my mom's house. As for why I'm still living here, I'm a full time student who's too lazy to move. I'm getting pretty close to moving in with my grandma though, since these boxes keep creeping further and further into my room. And since it was on the same card as all of those house pictures, here's a picture of a sculpture at my campus that looks like a butt.

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I will now open the floor to questions.

# ¿ Dec 15, 2003 09:15

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# ¿ Apr 25, 2024 13:21

Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

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N.Z.'s Champion came out of the closet to say:
XEROX

She gets those boxes for free from work. She pretty much always has three empty ones in her trunk, waiting to be brought in and filled.

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jerichoholic came out of the closet to say:
Holy poo poo. So does your mom just compulsively buy on ebay, or does she make a living selling there too?

She's been saying she's going to start selling soon off and on for the last few years, but she never actually has. Recently she registered a second eBay name specifically for selling, so she might actually start this time. And yes, I know you don't need another account to sell, and so does she.

# ¿ Dec 15, 2003 09:29

Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

Wow, that didn't last long at all. Let me see if I can find a mirror.

# ¿ Dec 15, 2003 09:31

Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

Cool, thanks. Here's a torrent of all of them.
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Can I use your host in my main post, n0tqu1tesane or BigBlackMan?

# ¿ Dec 15, 2003 09:55

Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

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DannyManic came out of the closet to say:
How does she get the money?

She has a job. This is pretty much where all of her income goes though.

# ¿ Dec 15, 2003 09:59

Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

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Kurt_Cobain came out of the closet to say:
May i ask, what happen the the husband/your father?

They divorced about twenty years ago. Strangely, she's single now.

# ¿ Dec 15, 2003 10:00

Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

For all the questions about professional help, it's like Lil'Egg said:

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Lil'Egg came out of the closet to say:
So, if it's your mom's house, why is it your business what she wants to fill it with?

Sure, it appears that she's crazy as poo poo, but hey - if she's not hurting anybody and it makes her happy, what's the harm?

And yeah, when she dies, I'm pretty much going to just leave the front door open and let people scrounge around.

# ¿ Dec 15, 2003 10:04

Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

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roop came out of the closet to say:
Can you post a picture of your mom?

No, just kidding. Here she is with a comically large cucumber.

# ¿ Dec 15, 2003 10:18

Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

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cioxx came out of the closet to say:
Is she a hippie?

No.

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Does she use alcohol?

No.

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What does your mom tell you when you ask her to remove all that junk from the house?

"No."

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And may I suggest some home decoration books for her as an XMas present? Stuff with lots of pictures of comfortable dwellings. I couldn't think of anything more subtle and appropriate in this situation.

Yeah, like I'm going to get her more books.

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Absolut_Brian came out of the closet to say:
Sell some of that poo poo on ebay. Just open up some random box from the bottom of a stack and sell it. It's not like she'll miss it, and you make some money selling worthless crap to other nutjobs.

I've thought about it, but getting to the middle/bottom of one of those piles is like a half-day project.

# ¿ Dec 15, 2003 10:31

Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

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Scubaseppy came out of the closet to say:
There is no way I would live at that home. Dude you are never gona get laid living in a place like that.

Believe me, that's not going to happen anyway :(

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Kiko came out of the closet to say:
Holy poo poo, you go to CSUS...which means that that house is somewhere in Sacramento, and now I'm dying to know where:).

Folsom.

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Livestock came out of the closet to say:
Not taking care of the dozens of animals you hoard, not cleaning up after yourself or them, not noticing when one dies under a mountain of junk and begins to rot. Scary stuff.

That's one good thing, that at least she takes good care of her birds. Even though she has to rearrange boxes every time she cleans their cage.

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aaronp came out of the closet to say:
Jesus christ...why did you decide to move back?

It wasn't anywhere near this bad when I moved back. The garage was full, and there was a row of boxes or two in the second bedroom, but there was still plenty of living space.

# ¿ Dec 15, 2003 11:04

Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

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tubbyasian came out of the closet to say:
Why do women over the age of 40 accumulate so much poo poo? That is insane. I hope you don't have any pets. Was she extremely poor growing up or has she always been materialistic?

It's genetic. She just got back from sorting through my dead grandma's stuff complaining about how much useless crap my grandma had accumulated, and how much it reminded her of sorting through her grandma's useless crap. But since they collected different stuff than she does, stuff she has no interest in, it apperantly doesn't click.

And there is no way I'm posting her eBay id, since I've been around here long enough to know better. But she's got ~2200 feedbacks, with most of those being repeat sellers so the number after her name is significantly less. All of her feedback is just standard 'GREAT TO DO BUSINESS WITH. Quick payment Good communications THANKS +++', 'THANKS FOR BEING A GREAT E-BAY CUSTOMER AAA+++ HAPPY HOLIDAYS' stuff.

# ¿ Dec 15, 2003 11:36

Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

Okay, I'm out of here for the night. I'll catch up with the questions tomorrow.

# ¿ Dec 15, 2003 11:47

Knormal: Nov 11, 2001

Wow, I miss one day and bam. Sorry it took me so long, by the time I got online last night the forums were down. Big catchup post coming.

A couple general things: First, you've all convinced me. I've gotten a couple of resources from this thread, time to start looking for some help for her.

And no, the house doesn't smell. Maybe like dust, but there's nothing organic decaying in here. Although I just might not notice it anymore, so I defer to the couple of goons who have been in here. Does it smell?

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Pilsner came out of the closet to say:
jesus christ. i seriously think the social authorities would have you moved to somewhere else and force your mom to clean out her poo poo by law.

I'm 22 dude.

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RoboCunt came out of the closet to say:
Heck, my mum-in-law's place would look exactly like this except she rents storage lockers for placing her excessive crap in. maybe you guys could try that?

She won't pay for storage, and she's afraid her stuff would be stolen. By the underground glass bottle cartel I guess.

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voltron came out of the closet to say:
You have to tell us what is in those boxes? I go to UCD and I feel the urge to come to your place and scrounge around. Did you say she's never opened some of those FEDEX boxes?
Why am I the only one who thinks it'd be fun to treasure hunt in that stuff.

Believe me, there's nothing in there you'd want. It's mostly old bottles and old books. Although some have old presents she's bought for people then forgotten about. Some of those might be good.

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Krispy Kareem came out of the closet to say:
Looks like someone's been eating cheetos while using the mouse though.

That's an old mouse she got from work. That's over a decade of various people's sweat there. Although it's nowhere near that dark in person, that's an effect of the flash.

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Legios came out of the closet to say:
That place is Stub-Toe city.

You'd be surprised how agile and aware of your body parts living here makes you.

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Aslan of Narnia came out of the closet to say:
Does your mother have some sort of mental disorder?

Ya think?

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Do you have any problems with pests?

Actually no. We live in a fairly new and clean neighborhood, and while this place is cluttered there's nothing actually decaying. Yet. In the Spring there's some silverfish and moths, but no cockroaches or anything.

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PurdWerfect came out of the closet to say:
As a final question, does she ever give any indication, however slight, that she knows this is a truly odd way to live?

Oh yeah, she knows this is messed up, she just doesn't care.

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withak came out of the closet to say:
Does you mom know what kind of stuff is there and roughly where things are or does stuff just go into a pile never to be remembered again?

She generally knows what general pile things are it, it's pretty impressive. That's the stuff she's opened, of course.

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MaliciousIntent came out of the closet to say:
Nobody else has said this, so I think I will: if this is hereditary, and you're starting to notice yourself doing some of the same things, get YOURSELF some help.

Done and done. I do have some stockpiling tendencies, but I be sure to force myself to throw stuff away.

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acidbear came out of the closet to say:
^^^^^^ I've read Celexa is good for obsessive compulsive behaviour.

:monocle:

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The_Baumer came out of the closet to say:
What campus is that butt sculpture from?

CSU Sacramento.

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Thejaff came out of the closet to say:
She probably can't wait for you to move out so she can fill your room with boxes of poo poo.

Any time I make her move stuff out of my doorway, she yells at me and makes this point.

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The_Onion came out of the closet to say:
Knormal, can we have a goonmeet at your house?

Well... she is going to be out of town for a week in January...

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Error 404 NpH came out of the closet to say:
This is truely amazing, i shall print this out for my mom and tell her THIS is why I refuse to show her how to use a computer. :)

I'm the one that introduced my mom to computers, and man do I regret that I did.

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propaganda came out of the closet to say:
I have the following questions.
1) Don't you ever look in the boxes just to see what they are, or has the sheer amount simply killed your curiosity

It's all crap, so no, I don't care.

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2) Do you celebrate Christmas?

Yes, in an athiest sort of way. She usually gives me a xerox box full of cheap toys from the dollar store, and one "big" present from eBay. I usually throw it away as soon as she won't notice.

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3) What does your mom do for a living?

Ready for some irony? She's in charge of saftey for an small office building.

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4) Do you have conversations about this.

Not really, she gets mad whenever I bring it up, and pulls the "move out so I can fill your room with boxes" angle.

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How do you avoid just freaking out on her?

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keepsleeping came out of the closet to say:
I am terrified by the rest of these pictures, but I wholeheartedly approve of the R.C. Gorman print in the background.

Yeah, she likes R.C. Gorman. She had a bunch more of his works, but most of them are, surprise surprise, boxed up. We were on vacation in New Mexico a long time ago, and she wanted to go to Taos (his home town) to see if they had a museum or anything. They didn't, but I found his home number in the local phone book. She wouldn't call.

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ratmankey came out of the closet to say:
So is Knormal ever going to come back and answer more questions?

Yes.

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DanSTC came out of the closet to say:
This is no laughing matter. You need to start throwing poo poo out, seriously. If your mother gives you the bullshit about prisoners stealing her identity, get her a loving PAPER SHREDDER for chrissakes.

She has one. It's still in it's original box, buried under other boxes.

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Z came out of the closet to say:
Why does your mom have night vision goggles?
Could be a good sign of other valuable things buried in the rubble.

Actually, those are mine. The goggles are in my room though, she must have stolen the box at some point. I didn't even notice that was there.

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Stick Fig came out of the closet to say:
The possibility of what is in those amazon boxes is intriguing. Maybe she ordered some neat personal electronics?
Does she ever impulse shop from normal e-stores? Or is it all off ebay?

Those Amazon boxes are from something I or someone else bought, and she liked the box. She won't use her credit card online, even with PayPal, so everything's from eBay and personal checks.

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Jendawn13 came out of the closet to say:
I think the saddest part about the whole thing is that my mom has herself convinced that "this house doesn't have enough storage." :(

Mine too. She always says she wants to move or add on, but doesn't realize she'd just fill the new spaces too.

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StraightRazor came out of the closet to say:
I always thought that was a gecko or lizard or something.

It is, that's my collared lizard.

And thanks to all the people who have posted/PMed me resources for getting help, I'll use them.

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