I finally did it.
I tackled my clothes. Well, not literally….but, you know….
I had been putting it off for so long and cannot even begin to count the number of times I stood in front of my open closet or pulled-out chest-of-drawers to attempt to conquer it…only to give up too quickly, feeling as if I couldn’t part with any of the items.
I started out trying to wear the pieces that I usually don’t wear, to see if I liked myself in them for extended periods of time. Usually, at the end of the day, I would realize that I hadn’t been wearing said pieces for a reason: too itchy, rides up, too small, too big, not a great color on me, etc.
I guess this gave me the confidence this weekend to tell myself, no more, and do the deed.
I know there’s more I can eliminate….eventually. But for now, I’m extremely pleased with the huge chunk of clothes (enough to fill a large trash bag) that are no longer taking up space in my tiny closet.
<Deep sigh of relief>
Feels good. 🙂