That was one of the points I was considering while going through the house. Getting through my grandmother's house after she died was nuts because she was a proper hoarder of things, and naturally, it was more stressful and annoying than anything sweet and 'aww' (I mean I loved her tremendously, but there's only so many bags of bags you can go through). I detect the tendency to follow that same path, and must be wary of it.