Possessions...

Hello again. So while we were waiting for this to sell:

..we spent a lot of time on the phone to estate agents and solicitors. And an awful lot of time waiting around for estate agents and solicitors to be on the phone to us. We were fairly convinced that the sale was going to fall through every second of every day (we hadn't had much luck with selling it in the past..) and were totally full of nervous energy. This manifested itself in many ways, mostly (to bf's dismay) by increasing my instinct to organise and 'rationalise' our possessions.

We have a LOT of stuff. We are not sure how this can be. Neither of us ever buys anything really. The only new things that we brought into our house last year arrived in grocery bags. And no, they weren't X-boxes and shoes and clothes and CDs cunningly disguised as carrots. They were in fact carrots. So, the only explanation is that the stuff is a) old, b) coming in through the letterbox, or c) carrots.

Carrots are easy enough to dispose of and I don't think they are contributing to the majority of our clutter. The stuff coming though the letterbox is however a real problem. Torrents of it. Every day. Pretty much all of it is for bf (husband now!) and therefore requires Husband to sort it. Husband is always at work, or wishing to drink tea, go out and do something fun, or do laundry (aww!). No time to sort piles of paper. Problem was, the piles of paper were exacerbated at the time by the flat selling. It was rather depressing to file all these bits of paper which claimed that the flat was going to be sold when we were sitting there convinced that every phone call that didn't happen meant that the buyer had vanished. So we put them all in piles in the spare room and shut the door. Problem (temporarily) sorted!

The final category of stuff (if you've been keeping up here..!) is... category A, "old". I think a side-effect of not really buying anything new is a reluctance to throw out anything old. So we had kept all the housey things that we both had at uni. They were all coming up for ten years old and really, how many old towels do two people need? With the VERY EXCITING arrival of John Lewis wedding list presents imminent, we decided to sort out the Old. We started with linen. This was PARTICULARLY exciting for husband. Mehe! I decided we needed more storage. Up to this point, our at-least-ten-year-old linen (some of which was actually wedding presents given to my parents - quality!!) was stored in the landlord's old IKEA baby changing unit. It was not ideal as it was completely falling to bits. I got on ebay and started the Hunt. It was full of suspense but it has turned out brilliantly.

TBC!