We started to excavate the garage today. Which meant we got about ten or so boxes out, and I started to go through them. I kept 20% of the books. 4 large boxes into the carboot to go to a charity shop tomorrow. Another pile of stuff stacked on the back seat as well. And the recycling bin and rubbish bin loaded up too.
I have to see this as progress. Even though I *hate* getting rid of stuff. Absolutely loathe it. It stresses me out beyond belief, I don’t feel liberated by the decluttering. I’d like to, but I just don’t.
Gonna hope that sooner or later I feel destressed by being able to get more organised though.





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