Increasingly unstuck

The front room of our house is called 'The stuck room'.
Up until 6 months ago it was rammed to the rafters with furniture, belongings and inherited-all-sorts that no one else wanted.
Master B literally got stuck in there once due to the rammed nature of it. Thus the name.
The process has been long and sometimes emotional, getting rid of items-with-memories which couldn't find their resting place here with us but tonight it looks like this... decidedly more unstuck.