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[jerseyfresh318]

My parents have been on me to clean my room for.ev.er. (Sandlot style)- and yes I know I'm 25 and my parents are telling me to clean my room. Deal.

Anyway, I've been putting it off even though I can't stand it. I just have way too much stuff, and no place to put it. I hold on to junk for stupid reasons. For example, I was going through my socks

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[vino_veritas]

I totally used to do the same thing. I haven't completely cured myself of it, but I've been MUCH better since I moved to an apartment where closet/storage space is at a premium - I've just turned myself into a hard-hearted bitch who ignores the fact that such-and-such a t-shirt was the one I wore on the night I did X, or that Y got me to celebrate Z, etc. I still have crap I don't need, but I'm WAY filtered down.

[fsk8ing_judge]

It's harder than hell to filter out life's little treasures. Trust me, you are talking to the original pack-rat. I've gotten better, but it's hard for me to throw or give away anything that has a sentimental attachment. My only saving grace is that I'm very organized, so things are put away in carefully labeled boxes and such.