31 marbles.
The end of the challenge.
When I finally cart the last load of junk down to the charity shop next week my house will contain 496 fewer things than it did at the beginning of the month.
To be honest there were times when I wondered whether I'd find enough stuff to get rid of. It turns out I needn't have worried. I could carry on dumping for (at least!) another month. The real challenge lay in sorting through drawers, cupboards and shelves, identifying items, cleaning them, deciding where they should go and disposing of them.
There were days when I struggled to find time to gather enough together, days when I had to play catch up. But it's been a strangely liberating, almost addictive experience, and one which I vow to continue, in a less formal manner, until I reach a comfortable balance with regard to my possessions.
My thanks to Mrs Green at My Zero Waste for inspiring me to embark on this journey.
There were days when I struggled to find time to gather enough together, days when I had to play catch up. But it's been a strangely liberating, almost addictive experience, and one which I vow to continue, in a less formal manner, until I reach a comfortable balance with regard to my possessions.
My thanks to Mrs Green at My Zero Waste for inspiring me to embark on this journey.