I inherited four Burberry Trench coats from my mother. All different sizes. I have no idea why she had four and why, when she was only 4′ 11″ one of them fitted me at 5′ 7″. She was a hoarder and on reflection, buying stuff was her addiction. I only had to empty one room and that filled up the car 5 times over.
After just over 18 months of having them and a few other of her vast collection of clothes to find good homes for, I finally got around to selling them on EBay. All but one sold.
Today the Burberry, together with some other lovely but unwanted items of clothing, went in a charity bag. Tomorrow they will be in a charity shop. I am now at the ruthless stage of de cluttering. Last week I took about 10 bags of items surplus to requirements from the kitchen to a charity shop. Next week it is 4 bags of stuff that has been cluttering my bedroom floor for 6 months.
Having all that stuff crowding my space has impacted for too long on my wellbeing. And I promised my kids that they will never have spend months clearing clutter when I am gone.
Yet, as I am still in the grieving process, I had to do what I could when I was ready to do it. The photos are still in neatly labelled shoe boxes. A huge box of paperwork that Mom kept, all relating to my grandmother remains untouched. It is still too painful to go through.
The Burberry has been released. I hope the person who finds it enjoys it.
Decluttering is hard. It takes time. The results are worth it. I just needed to focus, be kind to myself and just one session of life coaching definitely helped.