I'm still throwing things out, 10 yrs later almost, still have my Dad's darts, deck of Guinness playing cards, silly stuff, his last cig butt, I have so much stuff of my Mam, one would think she is still living with me, I was always a minimalist kind of person, now there's no room for both out stuff, sometimes i go on a cleaning spree and feel great, i got rid of so much but then I look elsewhere and think - I've not even chipped away at the tip of the iceberg - think i need a cold hearted cleaner come in - place is clean, just someone to get rid of 'stuff'