I don't know why I'm so petrified of hoarding, I have never known anyone who has this condition, but this literally scares the heck out of me. I know that this is why I'm compulsive about cleaning and organizing my own home. I absolutely abhor knick knacks and any little items that can collect dust. It can feel like our house is pretty barren actually, because there is literally not one thing sitting out. For example, in our tv room, besides the furniture (couch, loveseat, chair, coffee table, lamp/sidetable, end table, tv stand and big screen) the ONLY things in the room are three remote controls on the coffee table, a picture of HH and I in a frame on the lamp-table, and a candle and two picture frames on the end table. There are two pieces of art on the walls. And it's a big room.
I watch the show "Hoarders" in a weird kind of morbid fascination, and then immediately need to throw more things out. Not a day goes by that I don't throw things away. But can you even imagine living like the poor lady and her husband in this article? It just brings tears to my eyes!