I've gotten rid of over three-hundred books. I've gotten rid of an old crib mattress, a decrepit bureau, a vintage couch, two side tables from the late sixties-early seventies and endless bits and bobs.
I've made three trips to the charity thrift store getting rid of carloads of stuff. I went to the hazardous waste recycling facility with the back of my Toyota Highlander completely weighted down with cans of paint (many of which were here when we bought the house).
I am no where close to done. I am sorry to be so absent this week.