Yes, my grandmother on my mom side was.
She was always this way, I never knew her house to not be stacked with junk. And until the family put her in a home, there was no stopping her. And even in a nursing home, she had issues with her stuff.
I vividly remember the weekend when the entire family had to converge on their home and clean it or the city was going to condem it. And that was back in the 80's when I was a teen.
One of the boxes my aunt pulled out, popped open. Inside she found stuff from her best friends first wedding, that she had thrown out 10 years earlier after her divorce. Gandama dumpster dived. Whatever of interest she found, she bought home.
There was a path in their house from the front to the back, with paths branching off to get to other rooms. We never stayed for very long at their house. We never ate anything in that house, nor did we ever use the restroom.
When we cleaned it out, we had to slow down when we found that Grandmas hid money everywhere - purse liners, coat liners, in book and magazine pages, inside of cerial boxes under the plastic insert, inside of a small pin box that was inside of a purse that was wrapped in a blanket inside a box. And sometimes the money was wrapped before it was hid. She would take 4 quaters, wrap them in foil and put in a bag of flour.
As kids, we were amazed by what we thought was cleaver hiding, but as an adult looking back, she had a sickness that no one back then knew how to deal with or what to call it. Even though we loved our grandma, we always grew up defining her as the "bag lady" grandma to our friends.
She was always this way, I never knew her house to not be stacked with junk. And until the family put her in a home, there was no stopping her. And even in a nursing home, she had issues with her stuff.
I vividly remember the weekend when the entire family had to converge on their home and clean it or the city was going to condem it. And that was back in the 80's when I was a teen.
One of the boxes my aunt pulled out, popped open. Inside she found stuff from her best friends first wedding, that she had thrown out 10 years earlier after her divorce. Gandama dumpster dived. Whatever of interest she found, she bought home.
There was a path in their house from the front to the back, with paths branching off to get to other rooms. We never stayed for very long at their house. We never ate anything in that house, nor did we ever use the restroom.
When we cleaned it out, we had to slow down when we found that Grandmas hid money everywhere - purse liners, coat liners, in book and magazine pages, inside of cerial boxes under the plastic insert, inside of a small pin box that was inside of a purse that was wrapped in a blanket inside a box. And sometimes the money was wrapped before it was hid. She would take 4 quaters, wrap them in foil and put in a bag of flour.
As kids, we were amazed by what we thought was cleaver hiding, but as an adult looking back, she had a sickness that no one back then knew how to deal with or what to call it. Even though we loved our grandma, we always grew up defining her as the "bag lady" grandma to our friends.

we just keep trying to help her out-we can't fix it but we can atleast throw things away when she's not looking. Her house is just as bad plus she has animals and it's really difficult to go in to visit.