This was a great topic to resurrect. We just cleaned out my late in-laws house, in Cedar Park, last weekend and closed on the sale yesterday. There were 50 years of shit packed in there. Both of them were pack rats. My SIL is one, as well, and pretty much felt entitled to everything. We nearly filled a pickup, she filled two pickups and a 20' cattle trailer. She was going to take the new washer and dryer, but Mrs. CHIEF let her know that she bought them for her mother with her own money, so they were off limits, as well as a beautiful antique china cabinet that my wife snagged for our niece.
I kept hearing Mrs. CHIEF yelling, "FUCK." I went to see what the problem was. Apparently there is this feature on Google where you take a picture of something you have, it searches the internets for it, and tells you what it is worth. So there was a bunch of shit that was worth not throwing away. There was one bowl that was worth $1250, some cherry blossom depression glass, some high dollar figurines. Shit that she can sell for a lot of money is what we brought home, as we helped her sister load the Walmart entertainment center with broken shelves for the 3 1/2 hour drive back to Tyler.
Of course, the SIL starts asking about shit she cannot find.
SIL: Where is the Waterford Crystal punch bowl set?
Mrs. CHIEF: Don't know. (Its been at our house for 15 years)
SIL: Where are granddaddy's chaps?
Mrs. CHIEF:Don't know. (Been at our house for 10 years)
SIL: Where is granddaddy's accordion?
Mrs. CHIEF: Don't know (been in my gun safe for 5 years)
Thats just the tip of the iceberg.
CHIEF