Going to my father's for the weekend, which is the usual routine. As it's where I see my children, seeing as they can't come back to my home until it's in an acceptable state.
I'm starting to thinking I've been living under the delusion that I'm perfectly able to clear this place in the manner I wish on my own. But I have to accept that if it was really that simple for me I wouldn't have been stuck in this mess day after day worrying about how I'm going to dig my way out.
I'm totally dreading the declutterers from the charity coming on Tuesday. I just don't know if I can trust them now. I'm now expecting them to destroy & bin more of my things. And as last time I'm probably gonna stand there with weak & feeble attempts to reason with them about the approach they're using.
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