I meant to post yesterday, but I spent the day glued to the news and writing about my closet wasn’t exactly the first thing on my mind.
As planned, on Friday night I forced myself to go through the heaps of pants. It was disheartening, but I expected as much. This morning, I folded up the clothes that I’d been piling on the floor throughout the week and tallied up the results.
Total number of items that are going away…35. I’m parting ways with four pairs of pants and two pairs of shorts; three dresses and four skirts; one sweater, two tank tops, three blouses, and a whopping 16 tees.
About half of it was due to size/fit issues, the rest were things I either don’t wear or “outgrew” style-wise. I still have plenty of stuff to wear.
… and I have a whole lot of hangers.
Do I still have a lot of clothes? Of course. But my goal isn’t necessarily to get my closet down to a set number of items (although I have done that in the past). I just want to have space in my closet so I can see what’s there, and I want to wear the clothes I have. It’ll be nice to open my closet and pick something out without that “nothing to wear” feeling.
Now… if I could just convince myself to go through my shoe collection. *sigh* Maybe someday.