In January, I started cleaning out the office in earnest (thanks to the William Morris Project), which is when I uncovered twenty-three reasons why I needed to stop shopping with the mindset that I might never make it back to Target within the next fifteen years. I had to stop the "what ifs" and "just in case" purchases. Stop the "I don't need it now, but I might later and it's on clearance" impulse buys.
I forced myself to be brutally honest -- did I really use it? Did I love it? Would my life be worse if I no longer owned it? Or would I even miss the fact that it was gone? Over the last six months, I have purged and donated, tossed and sold. Two weeks ago, I held my very last yard sale with my sister-in-law. And yet, after all that, I just went through my (post-yard sale) closet, opened my dresser drawers, took an honest look at my shoes, and have subsequently moved another huge box of shoes, shirts, pants, and skirts into Clothing Purgatory.
One of the issues I've had to face, is finding a balance between keeping things I truly love, and understanding that holding onto an item for years doesn't make it worthy of keeping. While doing the post-yard sale closet sweep, I kept looking through my dress shoes and wondering if I should keep them. I finally pulled out several pairs that have survived previous purges because "they were good shoes", and tried to remember the last time I had actually worn them. The answers startled me: 7, 11, even 14 years! I'm only 30, for goodness sake!
Just as I had an epiphany in February about no longer needing to buy those "just in case" packs of Scotch tape, I realized - while standing in my closet - that I didn't need to hang on to shoes that hadn't been worn in well over a decade ... just in case. In case of what? If I ever find myself in need of black heels, and the world's shoe manufactures have suddenly stopped making them, I'm probably going to have bigger problems to deal with than a lack of stilettos to match my outfit. Just sayin' ...
This shirt is one item that survived Purgatory ... for now
When was the last time you took an honest look at what you're storing?
Do you clean out on a regular basis? What makes the cut?