I haven't given up. Oh no siree. :) War on Clutter is nearly over and we are so close to Victory that I can almost taste it - actually it tastes a lot like dust. Odd. Had better eat some more chocolate. Lindt, natch.
Despite spending a lot of this week teetering on the edge of death with a cold, I have finished the cupboards and so on and all that is left now is the Dreaded End Room. Honestly, we are not going to get the end room cleared out tomorrow. In fact I'd put money on it taking at least a week to sort out - I'll post photos when I can get some in daylight. Its a tip in there.
In addition to all this clearing, nearly dying, and the usuals (cooking, washing, driving) - and somewhat perversely - my latest novel has just pulled itself together. Though I've been writing, its been sketchy and hard work, and I've been struggling with the plot line. But finally things are coming together, and, its a damn good one, if I do say so myself.