It's been an eye opening week. I've tackled some of my hoarding instincts and tried not to just organise stuff and move it around the house (which is what usually happens - this is apparently called "churning"
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I hired a professional declutterer, who was actually a friend to help me for a few hours, a real revelation. I felt able to tackle things properly and stopped blaming it all on dh - he is a hoarder definitely, but I have stuff which filling an emotional gap, and seeing that has enabled me to throw it out.
So three big runs of stuff to the tip. My biggest obstacle has been finding the right person to give stuff to, now I realise I just have to jettison it or it never leaves the house, or it takes so long that I don't have the energy to do the next batch of decluttering or worse still, I KEEP IT, or find a new place for it.
I've got rid of a lot of craft stuff which for the last ten years I've been convincing myself I was going to do, ditto stuff that needed to be mended like lamps, but never mended etc, ditto clothes that I will never fit into again but have memories.
I've allowed myself to keep a few small items, one dress here, one baby cardigan there.
Next step is tackling the books. It is actually impossible to choose which ones should go, so I end up keeping all of them. Luckly so far there are bookcases for all of them, so they look relatively tidy but I know I should face up to the fact that there are really too many and some of them are beginning to be "collections" or status symbols rather than stuff I ever will read again. Dh