Too much stuff

We have too much stuff. I have no idea where it all came from or what to do with it. Rob is part of the problem. He won't get rid of anything, obviously because I'm still around. Anyway, only last summer did he finally give away his clothes from high school. The attic is full, so full that I have worried that Rob and I would die in bed together being crashed to death when the attic collapses on top of us. I even at one point asked my friend Kathy to clean out my attic if I died before her.  Our garage is full too. We have a storage building that is full, also. Honestly, I don't know how it happened, but being sentimental doesn't help. Every time someone in the family dies, we tend to inherit things and feel bad about getting rid of the heirlooms, so we have china, silver, crystal, photos, books, paintings, knickknacks, and journals all from deceased family members. Rob and I both like books, so we have lots of books. I am in the category of sentimental mothers who kept every school paper and art project Justin ever did. Just in case he would ever become President of the United States and they would want these things for his Presidential library.  Our attic has 4 wings, the Justin wing, the holiday wing, the Rob and Debra wing and the clothes wing. My holiday wing and clothes wing grew so much that we had to rent a storage unit in Kingwood. I like to decorate for holidays, but I use to REALLY like to decorate for holidays. I had the fall tubs, Halloween tubs, Thanksgiving tubs, Hanukkah tubs, Christmas tubs, Mardi Gras tubs, Valentine's Day tubs, Easter tubs, summer tubs. I even had directions in the tubs for Rob as to where to put the decorations just in case, you know, something happened to me. Well, that was all before Prozac and know I honestly don't give a shit, but we still have all the decorations. The abundance of clothes has to do with us both working and needing seasonal clothes, so there are sweater tubs, clothes racks for fall, winter, spring and summer clothes. I plan to get rid of many of these clothes when I retire. I plan to live in bath suits and pajamas.  Lately, I have been giving away many things, especially clothes, and giving things to the Salvation Army and Goodwill. I think getting lazy is part of it. I don't really want to do crafts anymore or many of the things I once did. We are downsizing our computer room because we generally use laptops now. I try to pawn things off on Justin. I recently gave him the tub of his stuffed Easter Bunny Collection.  The collection consist of a bunny for every Easter. Honestly, I don't know what I was thinking. They are cute but what do you do with 20 some stuffed Easter Bunnies. Rob has a stamp collect. He also likes tools and I don't think we have ever thrown a can of paint away. I forgot about the basement.  We can never totally move or sell our house because I find the idea of going through everything too painful.  We have filled the beach house up in the last year with the contents of Rob's parents home, so I'm not allowed to take anything there. Justin is an only child. He gets everything and I mean everything.