I've been trying to Swedish death clean my whole life, for a while now. Still on that path, but I feel like I'm really getting on top of it. I got told I had 2 months to find a new place, in January, because they were selling, but the new owners signed me up for 2 more years. The panic of being homeless (because there's nothing out there, and it's ridiculously expensive) with kids with severe disabilities, caused a heap of stress. I funnelled that into action and I'm really enjoying having less stuff. I just genuinely haven't had the spare time to cull things in nearly a decade. Things have been crazy.