Charlie's House

Charlie is our friend and brother in the Lord. He's lived down the street from us for many years. After his mother died his brother, Gene, moved in and moved in and moved in and....well, you get the idea. Ten years ago Charlie had open heart surgery and then about 3 years ago he had a stroke. Then last year he had another stroke. He's also insulin diabetic. He can barely shuffle around now with a cane, much less get his house in order. So we're trying to help him sell his house by getting him moved into a small apt. and his stuff....LOTS of stuff out of the house and into storage. We're nearly there but his brother's stuff is another matter altogether. It fills the living room, driveway, carport, garage, bedroom, backyard and everywhere. Its mostly trash intermixed with bits of treasure. There is SO MUCH there that it appears it'll never get moved but Gene reassures us he will get it moved. Meanwhile Charlie is having to pay his mortgage AND apt. rent which we'll help with until the house sells. I am learning a good lesson about collecting useless stuff just because I have the room to store it. It can become a burden to others if my health goes down to the point of disability and inability to help move it out, sell it for a profit and get my own house in order.