I have put my closet on trial. Each piece of clothing must independently prove itself as worthy of remaining in my closet. To accomplish this tedious task, I have moved all of my clothes to the left side of the closet, leaving the center rod empty. I will choose clothing items from the left side, wear them, wash them, and move them to the center rod. At the end of the month, the items that I've not ever reached for, will be donated. Fun, huh?!
My shoes are also getting the same treatment. Every pair went into a box and at the end of the month, the shoes left in the box are outta here! This is really more excitement than I can handle.
I love getting rid of things, I really do. It's kind of a sickness, like the opposite of a hoarder. Only the sickness comes just in phases, and usually peaks about the time that I've strewn my stuff all over the house and in various closets. And let me tell you, my stuff is everywhere (Just ask Kyle. He will gladly agree).
Time to purge! One closet at a time...