I'm on, what feels like, a constant decluttering spree.
When we moved into this house some 9 years ago we didn't have enough furniture to fill it.
9 years on and some pretty miserable times and it would seem I have surrounded us (with some help I might add) with too much stuff.
There always seems to be piles of things, everywhere.
I sort through things and make a pile, then move that pile to another place.
Then another pile materialises.
Then I take bags and bags of things to the charity shop, to the skip, to the recycling centre.
I come home...
There are piles of stuff still.
It doesn't help that the ex still has a lot of stuff here but I'm hoping he can be persuaded that after two years of us being apart it's time for him to get it shifted - either that or he'll be getting billed for skip hire. ;)
A psychologist would probably have a field day telling me lots of different theories as to why this is happening but I pretty much know why it happens, I just need to keep going so one of these days there will only be two small piles.
An In pile that is dealt with on a daily basis
An Out pile.
For my house and for my head let's hope this time I clear it all.