The cleansing feeling of decluttering
I say cleansing. The pressure on me right now is immense. This blog is purely procrastination.
You see, I joined a New Zealand De-stash group on Facebook and posted that I had a lot of stuff to get rid of. That turned out to be an understatement and it turns out I have a LOT of stuff to get rid of. And I'll still have full shelves, so I'm not actually sure where it all was. It was like The Lion, The Witch and The Studio Shelves in there.
And now I've lost the floor in the stock room.
And the floor in the production room.
And I've still got 6 boxes of molds, that blue bag up there in that photo which is full of molds to re-home and I haven't touched the back room yet which I KNOW is terrifyingly full of containers of glass and plastic packaging, largely untouched for a very long time.
So yes, cleansing can be a result of decluttering. You just have to go through the pain to get there. So. Much. Pain.
Bright side is, there will be a whole lot of happy soapers out there in Facebook land.
And I'll have more room. Somewhere in Narnia.