A year ago if you would have asked if I love my house, my answer would have been a resounding "No!". For many reasons: it's old it needs work done to it it's always messy the basement is unfinished... the list goes on and on. I was still clinging to my childish dreams of the perfect home (that self cleanes itself) and it was inhibiting me from feeling anything other than stuck. Stuck in a house I didn't love. And that really weighed on me. I can't tell you exactly what my turning point was, but I remember waking up one day and thinking that if I hated it so much there were two options. Move Do something about it Not really keen on moving (while I didn't love my house, I'm beyond in love with the yard) I decided to do something about it. First step was to declutter. I threw a lot of things out. It was hard. And I resisted the process, but once it was done I felt so much better! Remember how I stress shop? All that adds up! So I got rid of things. An...