Well! At least I can console myself my husband isn't the only one! Paperwork, knick knacks, books, old cards, unread magazines, three times as many clothes as I have, four times as many shoes as I have, six times as many coats as I have, old ticket stubs, random bits of furniture we'll 'find somewhere for', decorative mugs, plates, tea sets, trays, cute cutlery, family heirloom cutlery, ugly pieces of tat 'but so-and-so gave it to me', broken board games, new board games we've never played, over fifty packs of playing cards ('but they're got different patterns on them!'), scarves, badges, old watch chains, ornaments, more ornaments, pieces of old cardboard ('it's good for kindling'), string and bubble wrap that 'might be useful one day', bags, 'better' pans than the ones we have that he still won't get rid of, tools we don't use, kitchen gadgets, and that's before we even get to the sodding Christmas decorations that seem to swell every year. We have a miniature plastic Christmas tree in our BATHROOM. And it's NOT THE FIRST TIME! (May have just outed myself with that one....)
Those lucky, lucky people saying 'just chuck it out' have no idea. At all. 'Give him a deadline'? He thinks 'I will' is a perfectly reasonable answer to the question 'when?'