I will not deny that I sometimes see my house like this:
Yes, a little close to that.
Unfortunately, I am in a rush since it is time for my general cleaning tradition.
Stories can wait for another time.
I just want to tell that if there is one soul who has the audacity to draw the line, it's me. And the more trash the hoarders bring, they can expect a reaction so brutal that thoughts of sentimentality will be thrown out of the window.
If it is the only way to clean up the house and give-away stuff we never need in the first place.
Desperate times need desperate measures. Plans are set and they won't know what hit them. Meanwhile, all I can do at the moment is start the overhaul within the confines of my room. I may not be able to convince the rest to follow. At least, I live my own rule.
Stories can wait for another time.
I just want to tell that if there is one soul who has the audacity to draw the line, it's me. And the more trash the hoarders bring, they can expect a reaction so brutal that thoughts of sentimentality will be thrown out of the window.
If it is the only way to clean up the house and give-away stuff we never need in the first place.
Desperate times need desperate measures. Plans are set and they won't know what hit them. Meanwhile, all I can do at the moment is start the overhaul within the confines of my room. I may not be able to convince the rest to follow. At least, I live my own rule.