Most times I make him go to the freezer for me. I'm tired of risking a bone every time. Last time I suggested he take a walkie-talkie in case he needed help getting out. He just rolled his eyes and sighed at me. Which I promptly returned.

He gets rather upset when I express my dislike for all the stuff, or that yes, I am afraid of breaking an ankle while trying to get to the deep freezer. The basement is only 5 feet high in most places, so that makes it pretty tricky. We have had a few disagreements over it all, I snapped that we look like an episode of Hoarders and he feels like I am just *itching or PMSing or trying to be a pest. He feels very put upon when I gripe about it, and really gets angry if I pile crap in the bed of the truck to be hauled to the dump – he felt that was REALLY rude of me to expect him to take a 5 minute detour one morning and haul it out (but it's always been ok if I toss empty boxes to go to the recycling section of the dump in there... go figure?)

I think it's a habit, and yes, frugality - we are both pretty frugal, he more than I (if it's quality and something we will use, I get it when the time is right, from the cheapest source possible). It's easier to just unload this crap off the truck post-job and let it accumulate, he thinks he may need it someday – and every once in a while, he does re-use something. But more often than not... it all just sits, falls victim to the Second Law of Thermodynamics /Entropy and drives me crazy.

I could simply put an item at a time on craigslist for my local area - but since most of it is way too heavy or large for me to move alone, I'd have to be letting total strangers help me load what they want from our house. Maybe I could beg a friend to help me pull a few items out every week. Would be a slow process, but it would all go!

The hard part is just convincing HIM to let me do it!