So I grew up in a very make-do-and-mend culture, in the austere 70s, in a not very well off family. We saved up for good quality clothing and possessions, then they lasted and lasted, many decades, and we mended them if need be. If we saw a good quality bargain, we would take swift advantage, but these were few and far between.
These days there are bargains everywhere, and I still feel like I should be snapping them up when I see them - so I buy more than I need, regularly, books, tee-shirts, stationary, kitchenware....
By the same token, I don't get rid of things either. Because that would be a waste. And I might need it one day in 30 years time. And I was brought up to mend broken stuff.
Is this why my house is in a permanent state of looking like a jumble sale? Anyone else in their 60s-ish identify with this?
If not - how did you escape this house-jumble sale fate?