So I spent half of my Saturday decluttering. Embarrassingly, this was something I’d built up in my head — I’d been feeling antsy the entire week about the amount of clothing I knew I could donate. Funnily enough, decluttering my clothes (which I imagined would take hours) took a measly 30 minutes. Haha. I think I’ve culled enough from my previous sessions that I didn’t really have much left. (I’ll probably have another sesh after Autumn/Winter to see if any of my seasonal clothes can be donated.)
I also decluttered my shoes, bags, accessories, makeup, fridge, electronics, and toiletries. It was a pretty productive day. 😛
I still feel a pang when I mark stuff for donation, mostly because I hate wasting money. I can still remember making those purchases and I HATE WASTING MONEY! 🙁 (Hopefully, this feeling will remind me to make smarter purchases in the future.) Some of the stuff were gifts, too — they were great items, but they just didn’t suit me. In particular, my mom loves buying clothes for me. Unfortunately, our styles don’t always match. Or, she gets my size wrong… like two sizes too big. (Damn you vanity sizing!) Or the clothes just don’t sit on me properly. Oh, well.
I ended up with several bags ready for the donation bin, and a few for the garbage bin, too. There was stuff like my Kindle (which died a few years ago) and wheat bags which I haven’t used in years because they were too bulky and cumbersome to use, and which I’m a bit scared to use again. There was a bunch of expired food, too… I’ve sadly given myself food poisoning before (haha) so I decided to toss them.
For stuff I’ve been on the fence about, I’ve employed a try before I toss mindset. See, I’m a creature of habit. I’ve worn clothes til they fell apart, then went out to buy the exact same style. So the past couple of weeks, I’ve been wearing clothes that I don’t usually wear, but kept because “they’re super cute and I really should wear them someday!” I decided that “someday” would be that day.
There were a few hits, where I realised that I’d been missing out, so those clothes have graduated to my regular rotation. 😀
Obviously, there were several misses. I wore a skirt, whose print I loved, but it fit me like a sack and I hated wearing it. (As soon as I wash it, it’s going into the donate pile.) There was a pair of nude pumps that I kept around for the longest time. I kept telling myself to save them because — they’re nude pumps! They’re versatile! I might need them for a business meeting! I got as far as the next street when I realised they were painful on my feet and I could barely walk in them. I went back home to change. Maybe someone will have better luck with them…