Get rid of things I don't need. I'm a packrat by nature and am tired of it. Boxes and boxes of junk I’ll never use and don’t even want. Time to get rid of it all.

It’s pointless. My mother, who refuses to acknowledge I am leaving, launches a fight or a guilt trip over just about everything I try to get rid of.

Got scrapbooking supplies?
She was just thinking about how we should scrapbook about the dog before our 15-year-old dog dies.

Got old cans of paint?
She needs to repaint the bathroom.

Got spelunking equipment?
Why, she was saying just the other day how much she’d like to go spelunking!

I give up…when I leave, I shall simply pack up what I want, and leave the rest for her to deal with. I refuse to continue fighting over my efforts to fulfill this goal.

Made Jack take home that stack of extra pillows.