Despite the good aches ... I set about the task of a plan for the front room ... again like the bitrthday plans ... a basic structure for good or low mood ... easy .. medium or harder ... set about the ... easy ... couldn't face the charity shop today ... so did a lot of what could be binned ...
On leaving the home you can see the good and bad items with more clarity ... when you re-enter ... that is a struggle in itself if I don't go out
On leaving the charity items til shopping open days to put straight in my hand or trolley ... I do not like just moving it around ... that irritates me ...
Many people who have come and gone suggested a box for this a box for that etc ... after months of struggling to clear in the first place this does nor work for me as a am terribly mentally scarred ...
I cannot stand anything in the middle of the room any more either ... it freaks me ... silently ...
Looks like furniture land too as furniture destined to be re-arranged ... then it was forgotten I had to leave things mid-way cos Dad was at deaths door several times last year before he finally passed away ... he was a fighter since his birth being ... the only surviving twin born at the start of the war ....
Daily anyway I been dropping off items already ... to the charity shop .. it is overwhelmimgly perpetual ... with my inner clarity then confusion and muddles of basic life functions ...
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