So… I live in a cozy (read: claustrophobic) townhouse with my wife and two kids. Lovely family, except my wife has a deep emotional connection with… everything.
Old clothes? Memories may be.
Kids’ broken toys? Someday we’ll fix them.
Meanwhile, I’m trying to park my car in the garage like it’s a game of Tetris
So I snapped.
I declared myself the guy who takes the trash out.
For the next 8 weeks, I ran Operation: Silent Declutter. Every biweekly garbage day, I made two bags: One for the actual trash One for… let’s call it “future trash”
I mixed them in strategically. One extra bag at a time. Consistently.
Fast forward two months — I can breathe. The garage door closes without resistance.
No one has noticed. Not. A. Single. Thing.
Ask me anything about how to declutter your house without getting divorced.
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