The past few years have taught me lots. From spending less on food to making more out of left overs. From growing fruit and vegetables to even the joys of the German superstores of Aldi and Lydl. All this efficiency, keeping and mending has also made me not throw out any clothes either just in case.
However I have got to the point that each season I know I am putting away clothes that I will never wear. So on Saturday I decided that it was time to really take a look at my wardrobe. I am well versed how to do these wardrobe clearances as I avidly read how to live your life clutter free articles in magazines. Hoping that by reading it will magically de -clutter my life.
Great fun the first part of this de cluttering. I took all my clothes and sorted them into therapeutic piles. One pile was put away for winter. One pile was put in the wardrobe for spring. The next pile was put under the spare bed for summer (in the hope that it arrives). Then I had two piles. One for the charity bin. One to see if I can sell and then bits and pieces I am going to see if I still fit if not then the charity bin for them too.
So after an hour or so I really thought that I had done a great job! All these piles looked so organised. But realising there was no way that I was going to finish the job. I closed the door to the spare room and the bedlam that lay within.
Sunday dawned bright and sunny so I decided to spend it outside not sorting my clothes. Keeping the door firmly shut I didn’t have to look at it. Today though was wet and windy no excuse and my number one chore was to get the spare room back to normal. I opened the door and stood aghast at all these piles and the fact that I now had to put them all away again. De – cluttering didn’t seem such as great idea.
It took hours and hours and hours. First step was to get winter clothes out of the wardrobe. I wanted to give up after that. But then I had to put spring clothes in and then summer clothes under the bed.
Eventually after some time I was left with the clothes to go for sale or charity. My daughter had some fun trying these clothes on and as ever told me off for buying them in the first place. Yet again I got told I was a fashion disaster! We did have a laugh though over some of the pieces I don’t know what made me buy them. Truly hideous!
After she had dressed up we sorted into charity and sale. Then wanting the job to be almost complete. We checked that the charity bin in the village was able to take wait for it 7 black bin bags! (kids stuff as well!). We made dashes in the rain to said bin and finally sat down for a cup of coffee job done.
It felt good but as my daughter said there is still a lot there. But I feel what I have left and yes there is a lot my wardrobe is far from minimal is clothes that I like. And either wear now or may wear again in the future. It was good also throwing out I feel that I have been hording in the past few years in case I never can afford to buy again. Throwing out felt like turning a corner. Not one of constant buying but a more optimistic future.
However two final observations. Firstly what ever the weather forecaster says there could be snow ahead now that I have shed my winter clothes. Secondly this was number one chore of my list of spring cleaning chores. Tomorrow is my daughter’s room or pig sty as we often call it. Reader I may be some time wish me luck.