I'm a hoarder.

Okay, a potential hoarder.

This week Mama Kat is asking us:  If you were a hoarder, based on your personality...what would you hoard? (better yet, ask someone who knows you well, what they think you would hoard).

So what would I hoard?

Better yet, what have I hoarded?

When I was younger I hoarded kids meal toys.

There are still a few kicking around my parents house for my kids to enjoy when they are there.

When i was a teenager, I hoarded notes.

I had hundreds of notes from friends.

Notes I'd written to "loves".

*gags*

When I was in high school I hoarded photos.

I put them all on my wall with that tacky {greasy} yellow stuff, so I didn't put a thousand tack holes into my dad's walls.

He'd have been so mad.

I had a wall full of photos.

In college I was a hoarder of any piece of anything that represented a memory.

I was 2-3 years into paper scrapbooking, and if I thought I could use it on a page, I kept it.

Pictures, match books, ticket stubs, a paper sack, photos, nick nacks, various little bits of whatever I happened to find.

I had a tote full of the stuff.

It was bad.

After I got married and had my Princess, I hoarded anything that held a memory to my new family.

Clothes, toys, papers, and all the stuff I still had from high school.

It was bad.

Okay, not Hoarders the TV show bad, but enough to be an issue every time we moved.

We do that pretty often.

I finally am learning to let go of the "stuff".

None of the papers, clothes or nick nacks are going to bring those moments back.

None of it.

I still hoard my photos, but it's easier since they are digital.

I hoard my digi scrapbooking supplies, as I create memories with those.

I've let go of *most* of my paper stash.

My newest hoarding obsession though is Pinterest.

I am storing all these links for the *someday*.

It's fun.

And I don't have to move it in a box {or 5} when we move.

It's a good thing.

Play along with Mama Kat this week!