One job down.

I got rid of half my clothes that I no longer need today. It was easier than I thought. I didn’t manage to persuade myself that I needed anything that I hadn’t worn in years. If I do move again I’m not taking a load of useless shit with me to another end of the country (that is what happened the last time). Own as little as possible just in case because my last move was never planned so I’m kept stuff I didn’t need and ended up moving with it and then chucking it.