I would like to... but I won't
I would like to donate all the clothes I haven't worn in two years. Every time I enter the closet- I get a horrible feeling. The room is closing in around me. There are PILES OF CLOTHES, shoes, socks- JUNK- stuff I will never fit into again, and stuff I will never wear even if I could fit into it. I would like to get rid of all this stuff...but I CAN'T! Here's an example; I have two ski outfits. TWO, and I have NEVER been skiing. I don't know how. They are probably BOTH too small for me. But I can't throw them away or donate them Oh no. What if I NEED THEM SOMEDAY? What if we go to the snow? and all of the sudden I lose some weight? What if I finally decide to take ski lessons? Then I will forever regret getting rid of those ski clothes, because I will have to shell out more money to buy myself a new one. This would be a waste. So instead, they hang there. Wasting space. Taunting me. I'm sick. I know.
Why do I need any of these clothes? I wear the same nursing tanktop (I have like 5 of these- all black) and jeans or shorts EVERYDAY. This drives me insane too. I can't wear anything else, I'm bound to these clothes as long as I'm breastfeeding- 6 more months!!! Then I can establish some semblance of style! Anyway- not that I have anything stylish in my closet anyway. Everything is so dated. And I just have too much crap. All this came from living in a large house/huge closet. You grow into it. You don't realize how much stuff you collect just because you have the room for it. I didn't think I was a packrat until I moved into a smaller house. I would like to get rid of this stuff...but I won't. For some stupid reason- I will go through the whole closet and pick out a small amount of stuff to bring to the Salvation Army. Then, the small bag I collect of stuff will sit in the hall for months. Then I will put it in my car, where it will sit for more time, until I get frustrated because it's taking up room in my trunk. Then that same small bag will go back into the hallway until I get frustrated from tripping over it all the time. So guess where that bag will go? Back into the closet. Out of sight, out of mind!
I would like to throw all the boxes we haven't unpacked yet away. I don't even want to look at the junk we don't need in these boxes. Just BURN THEM! Throw them away- I'm not missing any of that stuff. I don't NEED any of that stuff- obviously I've lived this long without that stuff. We don't have the room for this crap! I would like to scrap that stuff... but I won't. Every now and then, I will go through box by box and stare at whatever's in them FOREVER- and remember every little detail about how I once used this item, WAAAY back when and I will convince myself that I need this THING. This useless thing that has been sitting in this BOX for who knows HOW LONG?!?
I think it's a sickness. We're in danger of being one of those clean sweep families on TV, where I will have to sacrifice something sentimental and dear to me because I didn't make enough money at the yard sale. Someone please, please come over and rid me of all my junk. Leave me the good stuff though. SICK!
This just in: my husband shares this same sickness. I told him I was cleaning out the closet. "Should I throw out my certain souvenir shirt that I bought at certain event?" I ask. "No, we bought that." he says. "So, we bought everything in this closet," I say. "You should at least wear it one more time." he says. "But I will probably NEVER wear it again." I reply. "Well maybe next time we paint, you can wear it. Then you can throw it away."
Why do I need any of these clothes? I wear the same nursing tanktop (I have like 5 of these- all black) and jeans or shorts EVERYDAY. This drives me insane too. I can't wear anything else, I'm bound to these clothes as long as I'm breastfeeding- 6 more months!!! Then I can establish some semblance of style! Anyway- not that I have anything stylish in my closet anyway. Everything is so dated. And I just have too much crap. All this came from living in a large house/huge closet. You grow into it. You don't realize how much stuff you collect just because you have the room for it. I didn't think I was a packrat until I moved into a smaller house. I would like to get rid of this stuff...but I won't. For some stupid reason- I will go through the whole closet and pick out a small amount of stuff to bring to the Salvation Army. Then, the small bag I collect of stuff will sit in the hall for months. Then I will put it in my car, where it will sit for more time, until I get frustrated because it's taking up room in my trunk. Then that same small bag will go back into the hallway until I get frustrated from tripping over it all the time. So guess where that bag will go? Back into the closet. Out of sight, out of mind!
I would like to throw all the boxes we haven't unpacked yet away. I don't even want to look at the junk we don't need in these boxes. Just BURN THEM! Throw them away- I'm not missing any of that stuff. I don't NEED any of that stuff- obviously I've lived this long without that stuff. We don't have the room for this crap! I would like to scrap that stuff... but I won't. Every now and then, I will go through box by box and stare at whatever's in them FOREVER- and remember every little detail about how I once used this item, WAAAY back when and I will convince myself that I need this THING. This useless thing that has been sitting in this BOX for who knows HOW LONG?!?
I think it's a sickness. We're in danger of being one of those clean sweep families on TV, where I will have to sacrifice something sentimental and dear to me because I didn't make enough money at the yard sale. Someone please, please come over and rid me of all my junk. Leave me the good stuff though. SICK!
This just in: my husband shares this same sickness. I told him I was cleaning out the closet. "Should I throw out my certain souvenir shirt that I bought at certain event?" I ask. "No, we bought that." he says. "So, we bought everything in this closet," I say. "You should at least wear it one more time." he says. "But I will probably NEVER wear it again." I reply. "Well maybe next time we paint, you can wear it. Then you can throw it away."
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Eileen, I am the "QUEEN" of THROW IT AWAY, GET IT OUT OF HERE!! I have the opposite sickness, I can't stand to have things I haven't used in a long time, so everything is given away, or sold at our yearly yard sale. Whatever is left I call the AMVETS and they come pick it up. We are lucky to have couches still. Tom says I give everything away...
Just think of all those poor kids out there that would benefit from all the wonderful treasures that are scattered in your closet, screaming, "Someone please wear me, use me, please!!"
Lulu, please come clean out my closet!
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