This is the story of an ongoing journey, one that I started awhile back already. I’m talking about the journey of lightening the load, of downsizing and decluttering everything and anything, including the closet.
I have to admit that it is getting more and more intense as the “is this bringing me joy” method is slowly losing it’s effectiveness, especially when it comes to the wardrobe. There must be 5 different sizes in that closet and while it might not bring me joy right now, it is anticipated that “that” size will come into my near and dear reach shortly again, perhaps bringing much joy when it does. But for the moment it just takes up space and is of no use to me. If I don’t want to move the un useful load, I need to find another enticing reason, making it easier to get rid of it now.
Another culprit is the “how can I get rid of it, if it’s still in perfect condition” syndrome. The struggle is real here and new drastic measures are called for. One of my new approaches amongst others is “would I buy this again, do I really want to wear this again, despite it’s condition etc.” Let’s just say that it is slow going to fill up that huge lawn bag to donate. Perhaps I should move to another room, the she shed / crafting room. Not sure if I find more success there, but it needs to be done.
It’s inevitable that I have to move out of this house soon and put in on the market. I don’t want to be a slave to the current mortgage anymore which is only one of the reasons. For the time being, I prepare myself for such a move and dream of going tiny. Tiny today has many possibilities and faces. We shall see what’s waiting around the bend.