"Have you been watching that Kondo thing?" my husband asked.
No. I have just suddenly got to this point of utter ruthlessness and it feels great.
Context: I've been working away from home a lot over the past two years, and so we basically had two flats and two of everything. I moved back before Christmas and JUST squeezed everything into our one flat in a sensible way. Doubles of kitchen stuff in storage in case needed in the future.
But my clothes had been bugging me. Too many of everything, loads of stuff I wasn't wearing, everything got crumbled from being smooshed together / falling on the floor. Stuff that I used to love and still just about fit but just didn't make me feel great anymore.
Now I'm 10 weeks pregnant and keenly aware that I'll need a few maternity things + baby will need space for a few things of their own. OUT it all goes.
I've filled 4 big bin bags. I still have shoes and bags to do. I feel amazing. I have a wardrobe of clothes I actually enjoy.
Now if only I could convince husband to do something about his unworn t-shirt collection...