De-cluttering...

I have one rule for the household...

When something new comes in, something old must go.

 Since getting my wheelchair, the front room and other areas of my small flat had become obstacle courses. The opportunity presented itself for most serious de-cluttering I've ever done once the flat was torn up due to water damage. The futon, side tables, matching chair and ottoman went to the family of my builder's helper.  An unused desk chair, clothing and a lamp went to a charitable organisation. Two bags of books were donated to the library and various kitchen items went to my now former cleaner. Once both closets were cleared, more miscellany left the flat. Being a minimalist by nature, I cannot say I was sad to see any of it go. I like seeing spaces in my rooms and closets. As it is late, I'll post photos tomorrow.

More Work...

Two weeks ago, I paid the builder a small deposit for some work he will do involving the two closets in this flat. One, in the hall, is used as a pantry. The other is a ten-foot long monstrosity with old bi-fold doors in which space is poorly configured and badly used. He will be bringing new hardware for the bedroom closet so that the doors will close properly and all of it will be usable. The hall closet shelves will be built out so that when I open the door, I do not have to reach a foot or more inside to grab anything. Originally destined for coats, this closet will, as of this change, become a pantry.

The kitchen is now my most inaccessible room and the one weighing heavily on my mind at the moment...

If it sounds as though I've completely consigned myself to builder's hell, I have not quite. I will say that it is brilliant to have a builder who isn't only in this for money. He likes discussing ideas, weighing options and coming up with numbers that work...