I have always been untidy. Dad was a child in wartime so he washed and kept bread bags etc. waste not want not and all that.
I have four kids. Two with special needs. I have taken a career break from a corporate job to easy my toddler into a sen nursery.
I am moving the kids rooms around so my eldest has his own room for starting secondary.
It's killing me. People saying "just throw it out". If I hear the " if it's not beautiful, sentimental or useful, throw it out" I'm going to scream. Everything is sentimental.
Worried I'm going end up on hoarding buried alive one day.
I don't keep empty food containers or poo on the floor - but they started somewhere? I watch them and want to round and shake some sense into these people yet I still have baby clothes from my 11 year old. Some days I don't care, some days I despair at myself.