Solo That's sounding really positive. I do know the annoyance of hardly used things, but the space they all take up is more valuable really. I can hear the de cluttering and 'facing things' muscles paying off and you reaping the rewards of your actions which is lovely!
You might find an air fryer or other contraption actually works out a lot cheaper to run, than replacing the oven, if you're generally only cooking for smaller numbers these days. and yes: A belated HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
and yet again a thank you for this thread.
TalkToTheHand Well done clearing the door back into usability. Small amounts consistently do pay off.
KingArthur Deep breaths. Hope the visit goes well and there's a chance to recharge.
Kitty Talbot There's many of us without family to fall back on, combined with what little we have, having hoarding issues. Life was never designed with fairness in mind. It seems HMRC wont be giving me any proof that my account is at zero, (maybe they know I'd keep it!) and I just have to hope this is the end of it. Builders work slower than HMRC it seems.
Miaowse Good use of the energy burst. Well done. Hope the mountaineering went well, but if not it's still worth doing. Yes so many of us with such similarities.
FiniteSagacity if you don’t feel wanted, you make yourself feel needed. Ouch indeed. I've seen that play out a lot, but I think not feeling good enough may also apply.
One way of breaking the cycle may be to talk about it. I've found that the shame and silence around it definitely doesn't help with the next generation either.
The paralysis is one I've been facing a lot this week. I should have been working every hour. Instead I've 'waited to start after builders arrive' 'waited to continue
when they go' etc, posted on here while things dried, instead of fitting something else in etc, until I was down to this weekend for Monday BIG killer deadline, (Tues and Weds Big ones Fri killer one and three days later another one.) I now just have today left to try and do an impossible amount of work for an early start tomorrow.
I think part of me has just given up internally. I can't win, only not completely lose, and the fight to survive seems to have gone out of me, and I'm just waiting for an inevitable axe to fall, that I could maybe have stopped if I'd just worked harder, but I have generally worked hard but not as efficiently as I should of.
Builders have come and gone repeatedly, and seem to have done almost nothing. Any time I stick my head through a door, they're either on a break or on their phones, waiting for something (it's catching) There's so much dust, but little evidence of work to cause it. Working out of boxes unable to spread anything out and unable to find things hasn't helped.
So tired and distracted I managed to put all my clean underwear into the wash instead of what actually needed washing, last week. In desperation ended up repairing two pairs of pants that were waiting to have the elastic repurposed!
Feeling sick with fear but trying to approach today as what can be parred down and something produced so that at least it fails, rather than I have nothing to present, if that makes sense.