How do you cope when others want to make a marathon out of sorting the house out, so that when you go ‘choices’ over what’s sentimental have already been made for you. I went to sort clothes the other day and one wardrobe already emptied, but I was told they were going to sort garage. All the kitchen cupboards emptied too. It’s setting me back so much playing catch up and trying to get over shock each time. It’s silly every day things I wanted to take a bit of.