Yesterday was one of the first “free” days we’ve had in awhile.  So as soon as we got Stevie down for a nap, I went temporarily insane, ripped everything out of my closet, threw it on the bed, and proceeded to clean the closet. This, in itself, is not breaking news because I clean my closet every six months. But this was a major clean out. Cut my wardrobe in half.  Actually more than half.  I meant to get rid of more.  Because I’ve been hearing about these minimalist capsule wardrobes – and I want that.  But it was a lot harder than I thought it would be.  So for now, I kept my favorite things.  I bagged 4 giant trash bags of clothes to donate.  I saved a few fancy purses to sell.  I organized things a little more. Hey, I can see my handbags for the first time in yeeears!  Hi guys!

So let’s just call it a work in progress.

Part of me feels so relieved and lifted to be rid of all the STUFF.  The other part of me feels like I want to barf.