{Cleansing the soul}

You know, I think of something every single day to write about on here.

Something happens and I think, "Ohh, that'd be good for the blog."

Do I ever write about it?

It's the thought that counts, right?

Do you ever just look around your home, or your life, and think you need to just throw shit out?

Really, that's what it all is: shit.

I was sick for the entire month of January and it's really got me wanting to do a cleanse of the home.

I'm also moving at the end of July and that may be part of the reason I want to get rid of so much stuff.

How do we accumulate all this shit?

Yesterday I went through my closet again.

I've gone through my closet before.

I rarely throw out a lot of that shit because I think, "I may need that one day" or "I'll wear it again when I lose weight".

I was talking to a friend at work about those thoughts.

She's read a book about something very similar (that I'll be reading too as well) and we had a great conversation about it.

Yesterday, when I went through my closet again, I decided no more excuses.

I began with the shoes first since I knew that would be the hardest part for me.

Why?

It's stupid.

I have shoes I've never even worn before.

I have shoes I haven't worn in years.

I decided if my feet have never touched a pair of shoes, other than trying them on, they needed to go.

If I know I haven't worn a pair of shoes in years, they needed to go.

If I know I'll never wear those shoes again, they needed to go.

It was hard.

I have a pair of DSW boots I bought right before I sprained/fractures my ankle back in 2009. 

September 1, 2009 specifically is when the injury happened.

I never got to wear the boots before the injury.

I wore attempted to wear them twice.

I thought I was going to die because of the heal on my ankle just killed it.

Are they not beautiful?

I've had these for almost 3 1/2 years and only worn them twice.

I couldn't get rid of them each time I "cleaned" out my closet.

I finally did it though.

Even those beauties went in the "donate" pile.

Sure, I could try and sell them, maybe on eBay or Craigslist.

No.

That means they'll stay around longer and they may end up back in the closet, where they'll continue to make dust bunny babies.

The shoe pile.

It's a lot of shoes.

Too many shoes.

Boots I kept since I wear them all the time.
The white snow boots I don't wear as often but they're snow boots and I live in Colorado.
They get enough use to keep them around.

Everyday wear that made the cut.
There ARE two pairs of dressy shoes I decided to keep around despite not having worn them in years.

Seriously, it was heartbreaking.

I didn't think it would be as hard as it was to get rid of this stuff.

Stuff I never wear but have some inane attachment to anyway.

After the shoes, I went through my clothes as well.

Mostly, I got rid of clothes I have not worn and knew I never would wear.

For the rest of the stuff I wasn't sure about, I turned the hanger around.

If at the end of the season for those pieces, if I haven't worn them (because the hanger will still be turned around) then I'll get rid of those clothes as well.

At some point I'll do the same to my jeans and the clothes in my dresser.

My jeans get folded and placed at the top of the closet so I didn't go through those yesterday since I have to try them all on. 

Trying on clothes is a pain but that's another story I suppose.

The clothes in my dresser?

Well, that's mostly t-shirts I want to go through.

Do you go keep every significant t-shirt as well?

I do.

It's stupid.

I don't even wear half of those t-shirts yet I keep them for emotional attachments.

I'll never wear those shirts again and I get nothing from them by hiding them in a dresser drawer.

The only t-shirts I'm interested in keeping right now are the ones I got from all my 5k races last year.

That's about 13 shirts.

Surely, it's enough.

Especially since I use those shirts as workout shirts.

So, there's my cleansing the soul rant.

Sorry, I'm not sorry, it's so long.

I felt so much better yesterday after doing the closet cleanse.

On two small side notes (if you've even made it this far):

new guy is amazing and I decided to keep him

and

this happened:

Big smiles here.