My mom has 3 different china cabinets and more glasses than the royal family. We only use the ones in the kitchen and maybe 4 in the new years.

The other day she said ahe would sell one of the sets, a very old time like tea set, but see that set was the last gift my granpa gave my grandma before he died and they are both gone...and my mom is getting older... and I had a anxiety attack thinking that she would get rid of that and started crying.

I think stuff Is just stuff, but idk man, it did hurt. Boy I'll have a bad time the day i have to get rid of those fucking glasses.

Oh gawd, don't remind me. My mom already tried selling it and couldn't find anyone to buy it. Of course, she blames kids these days for not valuing her obviously valuable collection...

Grammy needs to lay off the synthol

When my mother dies and I have to deal with all her crystal, I’ll get roaring drunk and spend the night smashing those useless fucking things in the fire, cackling like a madman. I fucking hated looking at all that money spent on utterly worthless sparkly shit.

and never use

My grandad labelled all his tat with little coloured stickers. After he died, his children went round peeling most of their own stickers off so they wouldn't get lumbered with it.

Nobody really wants a bunch of nicotine stained nick-knacks. Most of it ended up at the charity shop.

I wonder to this day what happened to mom's Lladro figurines and the Royal Dalton tea cups. I'm sure my sister got Nana's sterling and Mom's plate. It's really sad that the Danish modern furniture had to go before she moved up here but she was happy with IKEA and CostPlus replacements.

I got her pots, which was all that mattered to me. There's something symmetrical in making Boeff Bourguignon in the same pot you learned to make beef stew at age 14.

One or two pieces, sure. A whole fucking cabinet? No thanks.

After my mom died, my dad sold her China to her friend for a nickel. Which is great, because I would have just taken it to the VV Boutique and donated it.

I kind of miss some of the things my mom had around the house my whole life, but also I'd I kept it all, there wouldn't be room for my stuff. And I'm not putting Trypticon in a box so I can display some Franklin Mint goose plate.

These teacups are much more charming than stacks of mass-produced printed mugs.

On the other hand, Grandma, you'd better not know that I'll be washing them in the dishwasher on a daily basis.

Ok I am an outlier here but honestly I kinda like stuff like that. I'm not gonna pretend it's worth a million dollars (like they would be cool with you selling it anyway) but real China is actually really pretty and sturdy if you take care of it and has a lot of neat little pieces of history and stories related to it. I like antiques and the look of old stuff.

However

My mom once tried to give us old pilsner glasses, and the story was "Grandpa bought them and didn't like them so they've been in this cupboard since then", and then got really disappointed when I was seeing if a friend of mine wanted one since he's a real beer guy who might like fancy glasses.

So yeah if you already have plates, and your family history isn't as great or interesting to you, don't feel obligated to keep stuff you don't like. Donate it (to anything other than goodwill or salvation army) or whatever.

Edit; the irony was that night I got some china dishes that I didn't care about. Thanks irony gods

My family moved my grandam out. So much glassware that they thought was going to be worth gold since its "local made back when this town meant something an had an industry and hard working people". Probably had a dozen different sets. I don't have the heart to tell her no one wants sets of old ass cups made in hick-town USA even if they are nice. Only took a few for memories.

Not to mention all my dads old toys they held onto thinking some one was going to make bank selling them. Just a trash heap unless you got someone who wants to make it there life's work selling smelly toys on ebay. The top we priced out was worth $60 minus the dry-rotting in a basement for 60ish years.

Hell, I got glassware from the house I moved into they just left behind and I can't get rid of it. May just leave it for the next sucker.

Why granny so jacked though?

I go all out for Halloween. I've learned it's cheaper to buy Garage sale/thrift store stuff like this for creepy decorations, than it is to get stuff from Halloween stores or even the dollar store sometimes. I have the coolest "potion" bottles made of old decanters. The massive influx of stuff that came into thrift stores after covid started, was awesome, in the most morbid way.

What, the curtains?

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