For the most part, I’m a pretty neat and tidy gal. I make my bed every morning, my apartment is almost always spotless, and I’m really anal about having a pretty high level of order in all areas of my life. But there is one area in my life where my OCD tendencies are nowhere to be found — my email inbox. The situation is a legit disaster. I only delete emails when I have to, i.e. when my inbox is so full that I can no longer send or receive any messages. The Frisky staff is officially fed up. The task of deleting as much email that has accumulated has become so daunting that I’ve just put it off … until now. Spring Cleaning Week — okay, and the staff’s threats of mutiny — was the excuse I needed to finally face my email hoarding problem head on. This is my journey.
Kristin Chenoweth may look perfect and perky, but she has a secret. A secrethoarding problem. The “GCB” star was on “Ellen” this week and confessed to having a large stockpile of quarters. “I love quarters,” she squealed. “I obsess on saving them…. I have jars of quarters. I stash them away and the minute I get home from a shopping trip or any trip, I put all the quarters away and I save the quarters.” Apparently, her need for quarters is linked to a deep fear of being without change at the laundromat. I can so relate. Kristin is sadly not the only famous face with a dirty hoarding secret.
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Mackenzie Phillips is back on TV and this time she is shedding “the last vestige of the junkie [she] used be.” No, she’s not on “Celebrity Rehab” again, she’s on the OWN network’s “Extreme Clutter” with Peter Walsh. Yep, she has a little hoarding problem. She says her “hidden clutter,” which is mostly family memorabilia, is her way of hanging on to the past. With Peter’s help, she’s ready to let go of the things that have negative power and keep the things that have meaning for her future. Good for her for tackling her hoard.[Huffington Post]
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You guys, I would never make fun of another person’s mental health issues. Never. However, when this clip for “Hoarding: Buried Alive: ENSLAVED BY PUPPETS” (the full episode aired last night) popped up in my inbox, well…. Reads the copy on the press release:
“Donna was living her dream, performing as a professional ventriloquist in New York City before she left the stage to raise a family. But after a bitter divorce and subsequent bout with depression, Donna became convinced that she’d one day return to ventriloquism and began compulsively purchasing hundreds of ventriloquist dummies. Soon her collecting expanded far beyond just a career to the point where it has filled her house and left her over $300,000 in debt.”
So it seems, yes, ventriloquism IS a serious problem. Keep reading »
By day, she’s a certified nursing assistant in Griffin, Georgia, but by night, Phyllis, a grandmother in her 60s, has a shocking secret: She’s addicted to doll collecting.
She has more than 50,000 of them, according to the A&E series, “Hoarders,” which featured Phyllis on the season premiere episode that aired on June 20. Her explanation for keeping the dolls — which are in varying degrees of decay and shabbiness — is simple.
“When I see their sweet little faces, it makes me happy,” she said. “I don’t collect them because they’re valuable. I just like their company.” Read more… Keep reading »
Before it had a name, I was obsessed with hoarding. I remember seeing an episode of “The Oprah Show” in the early 2000s where a woman allowed the show’s cameras into her home to reveal the unfathomable clutter inside. There was so much stuff that her family could barely find their way through the labyrinth from the kitchen to the living room. There were piles of dirty dishes that must have been months or even years old. Cat feces graced every available surface. The woman was a nurse or a teacher I think. How could anyone live like that? I just couldn’t understand how someone could let so much crap accumulate and do nothing about it. It made me, well, almost angry, especially because of how it affected her family. Keep reading »
Hi, my name is Amy, and I’m a freezer hoarder. It all started about eight years ago, when we bought a house and a nice big fridge to go with it. At first it was innocent: Some extra bagels, homemade granola, some nuts I didn’t want to go bad.
Then I started saving little bits of things: bags of vegetables with not quite a full serving in them, canned chipotle peppers that I used just one of for a certain recipe, Parmesan rinds for soup, vegetable scraps, and chicken bones for stock. How many times have I made stock? Once.
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I’ve seen every episode of “Hoarders.” I survived Sir Patrick the leprechaun
, the doll hoarder
, the human waste hoarder, the family of hoarders. I was confident that after two seasons of desensitization, there wasn’t any kind hoard that could shock me. Oh, how wrong I was. Since I saw the preview, I have been mentally and emotionally preparing myself for the “Hoarders” season finale airing this Monday, January 10, which will feature Glen, who shares his home with millions and millions of rats. (Okay, technically the number is 2500 rats, but who’s counting?) While I am prone to occasional exaggeration, I am being straight up with you when I say this is one of the most terrifying things I have ever seen. How does one get to this point? Just, how? Rat lady
, you got served. [A&E
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I usually watch “Hoarders” every week as an incentive to clean my apartment and throw unnecessary crap away. Every once in a while, one of the hoarders really gets to me. A couple of moths ago, it was Sir Patrick, the leprechaun hoarder. This week, it’s Susan, the doll hoarder. After her “doll house” was cleaned out, over 1,000 dolls were found to be living there. They even had a “doll parade” so she could see them all and decide which ones to keep and which ones to get rid of. When extreme cleaning specialist Matt Paxton (that’s him up there bravely diving into the doll pile) posed the question “How would you like to die under a pile of dolls?” I shuddered. Answer: I would not like to go that way. I haven’t been able to shake the thought since. Very scary indeed. Watch the entire episode here. Keep reading »
The smell of ammonia—a holdover from when the cat was sick—is the first thing I notice, before the dust seeps into my nostrils, making my eyes itch. The door doesn’t fully open, blocked by boxes in the entryway. The piles of craft projects, winter coats, and litter are pushing out from the walls, trying to escape outside. I have to turn sideways to get into the hallway, to the foot-and-a-half kept clear of debris so people can pass to the kitchen or living room. The dining room, with a hanging lamp and large oak table, was long ago lost entirely to the clutter.
There’s too much stuff. It’s disgusting. I hate it here.
But it’s home. Keep reading »