My brother and mother died and I have finished emptying brothers house, mothers is ongoing. I brought back a lot of stuff from brothers house, to sort, I sold and gave away most of it, and put a box in the loft for important documents letters and photos. I still have useful things like tools and a hoover, but gradually things are going. My husband is a hoarder, though he doesn't see it, he still has stuff that was his mothers, sewing machine lamps clocks plates etc from 30 years ago, I don't complain about those, 10 picnik baskets, 6 king size quilts, pictures that have never and will never be hung, mugs and kitchen ware, books bought from charity shops and never read (he's not a reader) enough Xmas decorations for a dozen trees, do bother me, but not as much as the stuff he pulls out of skips because it might be useful one day bothers me even more. I recently heard him tell his brother that he can't get his car in the garage due to my brothers stuff being in there, the truth is the stuff for the charity shop is sat there waiting for shops to reopen, but he can't get his car in because the door is barackaded with 'stuff' he has brought home and at least 3 awnings for his campervan, tool boxes old chest of drawers etc.