Bad mummy award goes to me for accidently donating a remote controlled car that my son apparently wanted but he didn't realise it till after I had got rid of it, and DH is annoyed with me because I left 4 rechargeable batteries inside the car, which are expensive to replace.
It's incidents like this that always send me running for the hills, well more accurately it makes me get very nervous about decluttering, as I always seem to end up throwing away something that I later regret, so I have kind of lost my nerve at the moment.
I just feel like I hit a wall with decluttering, as I felt bad for losing us money by throwing out the batteries.
Also even though I have done heaps, my DH keeps pointing out things I have to do next, so I feel a bit unappreciated.
Has anyone else felt like they hit a low spot during decluttering, and started to lose motivation? How did you get motivated again?
It's incidents like this that always send me running for the hills, well more accurately it makes me get very nervous about decluttering, as I always seem to end up throwing away something that I later regret, so I have kind of lost my nerve at the moment.
I just feel like I hit a wall with decluttering, as I felt bad for losing us money by throwing out the batteries.
Also even though I have done heaps, my DH keeps pointing out things I have to do next, so I feel a bit unappreciated.
Has anyone else felt like they hit a low spot during decluttering, and started to lose motivation? How did you get motivated again?








oddly enough those didn't sell, so I brought them back in and was glad I hadn't donated them. although I'm being ruthless now, I'm trying to keep it in check so I don't end up needing to re-buy things like I've done every. other. time...
I guess I usually see it as a sign to take a break, actually, and try to lovingly let myself take that break, so I can then come back to it centered and ready to go again. (not much help, huh?
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