box it up or donate it. It has GOT TO GO.

I’ve sort of been on this, ‘throw away everything you have ever owned’ kick lately.  It started with 80% of the content in my garage.   I couldn’t be happier.  Well, that’s just a stupid statement, OF COURSE I COULD BE HAPPIER.
I’m just really glad that the crap that was attracting mice is now out of my garage.  I’m glad the stuff that I have been holding on for other people is out of my garage. Well, a majority of it anyway.  I’m going to give him ONE more warning about it and if it’s not out, I take 1% of the baby pictures he has in 4 storage bins and I send it to him and then give him 2 weeks to come get the other 99%.  Sounds fair right?

Next is the closet. I have weeded my clothes down to ‘haven’t worn it/won’t wear it/don’t fit/what was I thinking when I bought ORANGE?  and ‘keep’.   4 bags of useless clothes later, I have room in my closet to hang up my hoodies.  Now this is the part that confuses the hell out of me.  When did I go through a phase in my life when I thought I needed a hood attached to all my shirts and warm clothing?
Don’t get me started on the sheer volume of sweat pants I own.
It’s like Where’s Waldo of dress pants in my closet.

“I’m looking for a blazer and black dress pants. It’s not on this page. I give up!”

My sweat pants were weeded through too and I had to justify holding on to 2 pairs of each of my favorite types; the cut off sweat. the capri sweat. the full length and acceptable at the gym sweat.
Sadly, I only own one pair that I would be caught dead in outside of my home.

The next room to get the strip down is the kitchen.  *evil laughter*

I feel like K-Mart announcing the blue light special….EVERYTHING MUST GO!