After a long pause, I'm back at it again.
Recent discards are: 7 books, a shower caddy, 4 plastic containers, 4 glass jars, 2 pairs of garden gloves, 2 bracelets, one top, 4 candleholders and a bag of tapers, a fire pot, a tennis racket and 3 tennis balls, 3 stepping stones, 2 straw hats, 2 plants, a bunch of unused paint stir sticks, a door mat, a broken clothes iron, a dog toy and a pair of socks. None of which will be missed. I'm realizing that my "click point" per Marie Kondo is much, much lower than I thought. The more I get rid of, the more I want to get rid of. I suspect I'm actually pretty minimalist underneath all the rationalizations for keeping things.
'When I get the time' I'm going to look through the boxes in the basement and hope to find a few empty boxes I can jettison. Or put inside other boxes. Just no room left down there any more. Everything is 'usable' unfortunately. But I have so many empty boxes, I probably can bring myself to recycle some.
Once I have some more room in the basement I can take some excess chairs from the living room down there.
I played this "shift it around and compact it" game for a long time, until I realized all that stuff was still just being stored and not actually used, or ever likely to be used. It was all still there, just taking up less space. Which meant that eventually, I would have to take it all out again and then get rid of it. It was exhausting. Now I just let it take up the space, because that way it's in sight and in the way, which motivates me to truly let it go and free up real space. I've found this to be more efficient in the long run, and a lot less tiring.