. . . is the most daunting, stressful task, EVER!
My fiance and I are moving into our first place at the end of this month and since I’ve been sorting, packing, and donating a lot of stuff, I am appalled by just how much I actually HAVE!
Now, don’t get me wrong, I have a lot of stuff that I use, and a lot of stuff I will be using once I get moved in (pots, pans, etc.) but I’ve lived in the same house for 25 years (except for when I was in college), and I’m finding stuff, old dolls and action figures, cassette tapes (remember those?), children’s books, hell, I’ve still got clothes in my closet that I’m pretty sure I haven’t worn since I was in high school, but I’m appalled by just how much of it there is.
I’m trying to get rid of everything I can, mostly old clothes and toys but despite numerous trips to Good Will, it doesn’t feel like I’m making much headway at all and I really don’t want my fiance to freak out over how much stuff I have.
Honestly, I feel like I look like a hoarder but I don’t have any problem throwing stuff away so I don’t suppose I actually am, but it doesn’t help when my mom goes through everything I’m trying to get rid of, going “why are you getting rid of this? You’ve never worn it! What about this, wasn’t it a gift?”. . . it’s like two steps forward, one step back