I found a flea on my dog today. Having a deep-seated HATRED of fleas, I might have over reacted a touch.
In about three hours I decluttered 14 big black garbage bags full of stuff- mostly clothes and some stuffed animals. Our closets and dressers are SO much happier. A lot of that stuff was stuff I've been holding on to for some reason I can't even articulate- clothes that are 'nice' but I never actually wore, things the kids don't find comfortable- again, they are nice enough, but my kids like comfort over style. I was hanging on to so much guilt about getting rid of them that I was paralyzed to actually DO anything about them.
I have also vacuumed every surface in my house, shampooed the carpets, and gone on an animal-washing frenzy. Yes, because of a single flea.