Believe it or not, I am now SIX WEEKS into Operation Declutter. That’s right, six weeks. It’s still not anywhere near finished, but you know what, that’s ok. The Easter holidays interrupted progress for a fortnight, as it was pretty impossible to do any real work on it with a small person running around mid purge. Still, it’s finally time for back to school, which means I can pull my finger back out and try and head towards the light at the end of the tunnel. So far I’ve managed to declutter a lot more crap than I was expecting to, and while it’s not 100% there yet, I feel…
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Operation Declutter
I’m decluttering. Properly. I’m writing this post after week one of what I’m calling ‘Operation Declutter’. Those of you who know the real me will know that this isn’t something I’m doing lightly. Stuff has become a real problem in my life. I realised, since coming back from Spain the other week, that the amount of accumulated shit in my home has now reached ridiculous levels and just really needs to be sorted out. This isn’t an easy thing for me to do. I’ve been in my house for four years and somehow, this state of insanity around clutter and stuff has just crept up out of nowhere. I’ve been…
