Ugh. I don’t want to do this. I HAVE TO DO THIS!
Winter clothes were mixed up with Spring clothes, mixed up with stuff I hadn’t worn in years. I stepped over piles of shoes and purses that were beat.
I looked at a favorite top that I’d worn for 10 seasons and would wear for 10 more if my husband hadn’t said “Really? You’re still wearing that?”
A skirt that is probably not age appropriate any more and a little tight taunted me. “I dare you to wear me”, I imagined it saying. Ha! Not a good dare.
Where to start?
First, I decided to tackle the back of the small walk in I share with my husband.
10 years of old purses were stuffed in the corner. I sat down to empty them. Coins in the bottom, old pictures of me and my daughter when she was 10. Our dog Angel who passed away 4 years ago, business cards, plane tickets…
I went back in time with the contents I found…missing some of what was. Looking at evidence real time has passed.
I pressed on, determined to purge. I aggressively edited dresses, telling myself I will only save what I will wear…everything else goes. I filled up big bags to donate and toss out.
I took on one small piece of my closet at a time, refusing to look at the whole thing or I would have quit.
And then I realized closet cleaning is the way we all have to tackle life sometimes. Things change. We have to do some purging. We have to let some things go that we loved because they don’t fit in our lives right now…the lives we want to embrace. And we have to do things in steps. Small things….lead to big things. And the memories? We’ll always have them.
It was a little painful, I admit.
Hours later though, I liked the order I created. Better, I thought.
I feel lighter. Breathing a little easier.
And heck, if I can tackle my wreck of a closet…I figure I can take on ANYTHING.