We have filled a skip with unwanted debris. We are getting a second, larger skip to fill with even MORE unwanted debris.
Then... we shall have SPACE. Space for stuff. Space to keep the stuff we want to keep. Space for my culch collection. Beloved is going to get us organised or wear herself out trying.
I'm helping as much as I can with all of this. I despise the mess we've made in our home.
I do have to move the landbarge so there's room, but that's a small price to pay. I can only hope I don't get bogged driving it to the patio.
Story as soon as I can. After that? I shall see what can be done whilst my body agrees to do it.
I'm very creaky this week.