I was talking with a friend recently about how her husband suggested that she get rid of one old thing for every new thing that she buys. Ha. Brad and I figured that a good number for me would be 25 old things for every one new thing. I spent ALL night Thursday night (started at 8:30 and didn't go to bed until 5:30 am - I was in the zone) going through some stuff in preparation for a garage sale. Now, after boxing up a bunch of clothes, I can go get 22 new things. Yes, do the math, that is right. I was able to weed out over 550 items of clothing from my bedroom/closet/dresser/boxes/suitcases. Skirts, jeans, pants, dresses, tops, sweaters, bathing suits, and more (the 550 doesn't include chonies, socks and bras that I trashed). I still cannot get everything that is left into my closet(s) and my dresser. I was going to take a before and after photo of my bedroom, but the before picture is just WAY too embarrassing (let's just say I own at least four times the normal amount of laundry baskets that someone should possess, and I needed more). These are the AFTER photos:
Two very full dressers, and a some baskets and boxes of clean clothes in the corner:
More clean clothes with nowhere to go, it's not like that bassinet is good for anything else:
Sam's bedroom closet (I have a bunch of formal dresses crammed into Jocelyn's closet with our spare mattress, but she was sleeping when I took these pictures):
Vacuum bags under our bed for maternity clothes and sweaters(I didn't want to get rid of all my favorite cold weather things, even though I won't be wearing them for a couple years):
Our closet (barely a walk in, I think it holds less than the kids' closets):
Yeah, so if those were the after pictures, use your imagination to think about what our room looked like before I cleared all of this stuff out of it:
Also, these two brown tubs, and the brown suitcase off to the left, are full of clothes. I haven't decided whether or not to even go through them, or just get rid of them without looking.
I still have about three loads of [recent] laundry to do, but I'm trying to figure out where I'm going to put it.
I'm not going to disgust you further with the details of my problem. I am, however, going to disgust you with some 'farewells' to items that had no business in my wardrobe to begin with. Brace yourself.
Farewell, ridiculously, loosely, low cut thin green shirt. Though, I don't think you should be allowed to be called a shirt at all, being as your back half is missing and has been replaced with some very skimpy cold metal rings. As I recall, we had a good time in Vegas on my 21st birthday, but I still can't believe that I didn't opt for something else. Adios. You will not be missed.
Goodbye, hoochie-mama red and rhinestone top. You are the worst of your kind. I didn't even have boobs when I wore you, thank God, because that would have upped my hooch-bag factor by at least 25%. Now I have boobs, and this photo will be the only time I ever wear you with boobs. Get-outta-here, you disgust me.
See ya later, black tube top with mesh/netting halter. Just kidding, I will not see you later. In fact, no one will see you later because you don't even get to see the goodwill/garage sale pile..you are going straight to the incinerator. Burn, baby, burn.
Even though I was much thinner the last time each of these things were worn, there is still no excuse. I'm sorry for ever having worn them, and I'm sorry for posting pictures of them now. But it was necessary for you to understand how awful they were/are.
I feel so amazing, having boxed this stuff up and am preparing myself to watch it go away, far away. I'm going to to price everything at $0.50 per item or $3.00 for whatever you can stuff into a plastic grocery bag. Whatever is left is getting donated to the KidneyClothes.org people (except for the name brand things that I think I can sell on E-bay) .
I didn't even mention that I am also getting rid of over 30 pairs of shoes? Don't get me started. I still have to go through all the other non-clothes/shoes stuff in the house to find garage sale fodder.
Deep Breath. :)