When it comes to motivation to declutter an entire house you have to choose wisely.
Hell, no you don't.
You're fucking decluttering your ENTIRE HOUSE. In my case that's two grown adults who brought into a marriage two grown assed adult live's worth of stuff. Then more stuff that we accumulated together (read....lived too close to Ikea). Then 10+ years of kid stuff. I literally still have baby burp cloths and dude is gonna be 10 here pretty soon. I need every fucking ounce of motivation I can find.
That being said, however, I highly suggest you don't choose two shit for brains dogs. Apparently, if you try to get motivated by talking it through with my dogs it confuses them. And when they're confused, they get nervous..which baffles me because they seem to always be confused. And once they're nervous I get nervous. And in my head I start to doubt myself. Yes. Seriously. My dumb ass dogs made me doubt myself.
So, moral of the story? Choose your motivation wisely.
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