Why I've Become Obsessed with Decluttering

I have found that the single most helpful thing when dealing with my stress and burnt-outness is decluttering. At the time I'm writing this it has been nearly a year since my boyfriend and I moved in with each other in a small apartment in central Turku, Finland. Since we both have lived elsewhere before, him with a flatmate in a large apartment and me alone in a smaller one, we have a lot of stuff. More than we need. We own way too much of one thing and not enough of something else it seems. It is simply because we are trying to mold a household and a half into one. We have just enough cutlery, but two lifetime supplies of coffee mugs. We both like to read so we have two copies of certain books. It is an absolute mess and we haven't had the time to sort it out yet. Until now. Well, I can't say we have the time. I definitely do not have the time. But I do not have the time to postpone decluttering our apartment anymore either. I am fed up with it all and it only makes me more stressed. I can't handle that anymore. Therefore I have now started a slight decluttering spree. I haven't actually gotten rid of more than a few toiletries yet, but I've started to box things up and put them away in our limited storage to see what I will miss and see what I use on a monthly basis. There are also four IKEA-bags full of clothes in a corner of our living room that my friends can go through when they come over. As soon as people have looked through them I'll donate them. I will most definitely post more on this subject later. Stay tuned.