I’ve been putting together bags of clothes to take to my sister again.
I have about two shopping bags full of clothes, and some of them are clothes I’ve never worn. That part kind of shocks me.
I sometimes buy clothes that are a tiny bit tight, as in I can wear them, but they don’t quite hang properly, but I keep thinking I’ll lose the weight. Why do I waste my money!
Anyhow, tonight I kind of went through my closet really quickly, and I was able to identify several things I just know I won’t wear, and a few things that I don’t wear a lot. I went through my jeans, and since I don’t wear many of the wider legged ones anymore, and I bought a couple of pair of skinny leg ones, I figured I should clear some of them out.
I’m more or less just making room for the stuff I’ve bought this winter.
Really, what I need to do is stop buying clothes for about three years, and really wear what I already have. I know I don’t need anything new now.
For a while, I was buying new things because I had only bought thrift store stuff for a long time, and it was time to update. Now, I have lots of nice things that fit me well, and I should just wear them.
A bag of fabric I won’t use, and nearly a box full of candles and candle holders that I just don’t need.
Naturally I’ve brought in other things, but at least I’m removing things I won’t use.
I’m finding that my junk room is a little junkier, my drawers are a little hard to close, and so on. So, back into the fray.
I guess I hang onto things for so many reasons. They remind me of someone, a time, or a place. Maybe who I was at that time. I don’t really want to lose that, so I hang onto it. Then, when I go through things I think of all of those things.
It’s kind of a security thing too. Like I will always have all of these nice things tucked away, so that if I need them I will never be “without”.
I am shocked every time I start digging. All of this stuff! All of the “projects”, all of the memories! The cumulative amount of time and money spent on collection and then management. It’s a monument, in a way.
I said to my Mom once, wouldn’t it be interesting, if when you die, you got to go to a warehouse, where everything you ever owned was stored. Your clothes, your books, your toys, your cars, dishes, and so on. Wouldn’t that be something.
In some ways, my house feels like that.
when I am looking for a specific thing, and I’m forced to dig around in my junk room.
Even after getting rid of about half of the stuff in that room, it’s a lot of stuff.
I feel a little weird sometimes, like “I could totally have enough stuff to puzzle an entire African village somewhere”. What would they make of my box of candle holders, my old shoelaces, all of my craft stuff, magazines, weird little broken things that I don’t even know what they’re doing there, jars of screws and nails, old digital cameras, endless string, boxes of fabric and yarn, buttons, and so on that “I might need someday”?
That sounds like it would make such a fabulous short film. A hoarder opens up her stash to a village, and it’s a parade of colorful fabric, and they make instruments out of the cookie tins and metal bits, kites out of all the paper, and they dance with abandon at the fun things they’ve found.
I donated several to the local library. Some were just duplicates of ones we own, so no need to keep two copies.
So, a few things moved along to where they will be more useful.
I took with me to the thrift store, mostly to offset what I would inevitably purchase!
another bag of things to give to my sister. This wasn’t as big a purge as last time, but then I haven’t accumulated that much in a few months.
I also recently tossed a few things that were just worn out.
I loaded all the clothes up that I decided I didn’t need, as well as some shoes, more bedding, and some toiletry stuff I don’t use.
All together, it was about three garbage bags worth.
It was fun seeing my sister try on some of the clothes, and they looked great on her. I’m glad I sent them along, because I wasn’t wearing them. Things shouldn’t just rot in my closet, they should be worn by someone who will enjoy them.
I went through the DVDs last night, and came up with a stack to be donated to the library.
I used to do this at the library where I used to work, too. I likely donated 20 or 30 DVDs there.
I’ve already donated five or six to this library, and I came up with 16 more. Sometimes you get a movie, and watch it once, and you just know you don’t need to see it again. Or, you’ve watched it a few times, but now it’s okay to let it go.
In either case, these are movies that have just sat here for the last couple of years, and they would do more good at the library.
I try to do this every season, as I put my winter clothes away and bring out summer clothes, and vice versa.
I always have a lot of clothes, some I haven’t worn in years. I seem to get rid of a lot of clothes, but then I go buy a few things….so it’s an endless cycle.
Whenever someone is coming to visit from home, or my husband is driving out, I try to get together a whole bunch of clothes and whatever I think my sister and her family can use. She has three girls, and they can always use some clothes.
Sometimes I am shocked at how much extra stuff I have, even though it seems like I also keep getting rid of things.