Dave is finally gone.
The purge has begun.
I decided to start with the bedroom, as it's both the easiest and hardest room to purge. Easiest because it's just clothes and shoes, and everything is already well organized (mostly), but hardest because I'm a terrible sentimentalist.
How terrible you ask? I have three boxes of clothes that haven't fit me since my early 20s. They've been through three moves... I'd love to get down to that weight again, but realistically? I think they hinder more than they help.
Knowing this would be a difficult task, I called in some reinforcement for moral support.
April and Camel Silk Hitofude. (those are keepers btw).
I went through the closet first, then each dresser drawer, one by one. (I have two large dressers.. that's a lot of drawers!) All the while, I kept Alisha's mantra running through my head. If I don't feel amazing wearing it...it's gone.
So when I picked up a particularly gorgeous sheer blouse and thought "Oh I remember when I bought this...." the next thought was... "But it doesn't fit right and you end up feeling fat every time you wear it..." so into the pile it went....
In the end, I ended up with about three garbage bags full of clothes, ready for donation. I was feeling so good, I started on the shoes, and got another bag there. Then I hit the linen closet and got another bag! (Why do I still have double sheets? I haven't had a double bed for years now...?)
Tomorrow... the kitchen...