Sorting the emotional stuff from the tangible stuff. Keep the good, toss the bad.
Stuff. It has been an ongoing bone of contention since before we married in 1984. Now our own property is overrun with stuff. I do understand his need to have items as his creative mind can truly make amazing things out of items I would label as junk.
I truly do not know what steps to take to get to a place of harmony. I can state some examples.