Life Beyond Hoarding

I'm not a psychologist. In college, I took a Pop Pysch course to assist me in the customer service field. We read How To Make Friends and Influence People  (I kid you not). I neither made friends nor influenced people. Psychology interests me, but it's not a field I wished to pursue. I'm a scientist and a customer service person. I study seals and how to make people smile. So all of this is absolutely unfounded postulation on my part. If we're listing things I have not studied, we should also include personal finance. I have a good credit score (mostly out of luck), but very little money in my account and tons of student debt. My method of saving money has always been to just lose it and find a happy surprise later. (A few months ago I found my $200 summer 2013 bonus tucked away in a DVD case. We went out and bought two rib eyes for dinner.) I don't know how to save money well, but I know I need to. So, logically, a person saves money by not buying things, but p...

I'm starting a new blog. I don't know why. It's not as if I don't have a bunch of abandoned  accounts and unfinished projects scattered across a multitude of sites. But I have a story to tell and in the vastness of the internet, I have a place to tell it. I'm a college graduate living in a cute, yellow house with my boyfriend and our two dogs. I keep a pretty clean house, but it is still -- according to all the people who have visted -- "homey".  This is going to be a blog about that blurry line between "homey" and "hoardy" that I'm so scared to cross. This is a blog about the home I haven't lived in in five years. The home that's going on the market in two months and how I will have to return to go through my own room. This is going to be a blog about learning how to clean a home for the first time at 23. This will be a blog about the stupid things my brother and I did to keep from drowning in our own home. This blo...