Well this week I've travelled to 1997, fast forwarded to 2006, briefly knocked on the door of 2010 then back to 2000

In light of a possible house move, I've been going through loads of childhood /teenage stuff from my beloved Barbie Supermarket and Spice girl dolls, to A-level textile projects, magazines and manuals for shop assistant jobs long gone by.
It's been a lot harder than I thought, being pulled back into happy and difficult memories. The sadness of how time moves and how we hang onto things for a feeling of permanency.
I allowed myself one plastic storage box for 'keeps' and admit I still can't let go of my Beanie baby collection 🫣 but yesterday did a tip run/ have loads for charity and am feeling much lighter for it

Moving forward, it's made me realise I have very little interest in buying stuff just for the sake of it!