The great slowdown
When I began decluttering it was easy, all the really obvious things, some of which I would fall over or stub my toe on repeatedly day after day (I'm looking at you highchair!) were easy to get rid of. The piles of baby clothes, bibs, rattles when my youngest was no longer a baby and I definitely didn't want more, were obvious that they could go on to live fulfilled lives outside of my house. However several car boot fulls later and I'm starting to slow down. I have definitely hit a decluttering wall. The one where I get things out of my wardrobe to give to charity, change my mind and put them back. The one where I go to declutter the bathroom and find only a couple of toilet roll tubes and a dead moth that I really don't want in there. But occasionally the one where I go through an entire cupboard and discover 2 extra placemats which I didn't realise we had to replace the ones we broke. I don't really consign to the Marie Kondo method of throwing away all you