And so it begins...

Good morning. My name is Opalline, and I'm a clutterholic.

No, really. I am a terrible hoarder and I hate it. At certain times in my life, my house has literally been so jam packed with clutter that I couldn't move and it would have easily fitted into an episode of Hoarders. Finding anything was a nightmare. Achieving any sort of housework was worse. I was drowning in clutter and, slowly but surely, it was killing me.

At some point, and I believe it was about 11 or so years ago, I found this website:

Flylady.net.

(You can click on the picture to check it out if you like). Flylady.net and its associated email support groups are a free system that teaches, in a completely non judgemental way, people like me how to get organised and get rid of all the clutter in their lives. It's not without its bad points - it's very American, which I don't mind apart from all the reminders are in American time, and you have to do some mental adjustment sometimes to make things work in a UK setting. It's kind of set up for stay at home mums and requires a bit of tweaking to make it work for 'payroll' lifestyles too. There are a butt ton of email adverts and testimonials for Flylady products, which can be annoying as they're too expensive to ship over here and the ads get in the way sometimes. But regardless, it is MORE than worth it to persevere with the system, ignore the adverts etc, because this system WORKS. Believe me there are way more good points than bad. Stick with it, people.

Flylady (her real name is Marla Cilley, pictured above) is like the kindly Grandma or Mum who comes along just when you're feeling lowest, picks you up, shows you that you're not the only one who feels this way, then slowly and patiently helps you to fix it yourself so it will never be that bad again. She revolutionised my mindset. She stopped me from beating myself up and feeling bad and showed me that you can do anything for 5 minutes. That the house didn't get that way overnight and it won't get better overnight either. She taught me to Finally Love Yourself (or FLY) and most importantly of all, to take Baby Steps. To break jobs down into smaller chunks and focus on them one at a time so that I don't get overwhelmed and just quit even trying. My life and my home were well on track to being the clean, tidy, peaceful sanctuary I longed for (really, just being able to find anything within 5 minutes would have been enough. I don't ask for much).

So what happened next? I had a baby. And then I got severe post natal psychosis, and as my symptoms were 'atypical' and I was very good at hiding them too, it went undiagnosed for a very long time, and I was really very sick for three whole years. FLYlady fell by the wayside. I was lucky to make it through the week with myself and my family still in one piece, fed and clothed, let alone focus on decluttering and having a daily routine. My house more or less went back to square one and it was a very dark and scary time indeed. My baby is now 9 and a half years old and I am (thankfully) out of that dark and scary place once and for all. It took a very long time to get this far. Those three years caused damage that have taken years to undo, and some of it will never go. But I'm okay. My house, however...that wasn't so good.

By the way, this is NOT my house. It's a still from the programme 'Hoarders'. I don't have any pictures from the bad old days because I was too ashamed to take any. Although, it was never as bad as this picture. I am eternally thankful for that... but it was definitely heading that way. About a year and a half ago I looked at my house...really looked... and I was horrified. My hoarder side had been allowed to run unchecked for 8 years straight and boy, could you tell. I couldn't find anything. I couldn't move. My allergies were off the scale (because of all the dust). Everyone felt grumpy and irritable because they were living in a cluttered pit of despair.

It was time to do something. I went back to FLYlady. I rejoined the main group, and the UK support group. For about 6 months I just let the system wash over me, doing a little here and there when I felt like it and getting back into the mindset for FLYing. Then about a year ago I finally gritted my teeth, rolled up my sleeves, then started to attack my Clutter Mountain. Progress has been very slow. Partly because I work full time as well as being a mum, and partly because my allergies have prevented me from working faster. It's hard to declutter when everything you touch sets you off wheezing or sneezing. But I'm getting there! Some parts of my home are looking pretty good these days.  Other areas are still diabolical.  But I feel optimistic and hopeful nowadays, instead of overwhelmed. And I'm determined to keep going. My house is going to be clutter free, and I will be organised at last.

This blog is my therapy.... my place to document my progress, so that I have something to look back at and see how far I've come. I want to share it with the world, so that other people like me can see, and be encouraged. I want to help people, just like I needed help so badly in the bad old days.