I had a wonderful weekend with Mr. James. He has known I wanted to clean my closet out for a while now and I am always wanting to downsize and start to live minimally, so why not start now in getting ride of things. Why not start with my closet? The closet that was packed so full that you couldn’t step into it.
I literally could not step a foot into my closet. It is a 5×5 little room that can hold so much in it, I never put my Christmas decorations up in the attic from last year. I put everything in there. I had a ladder, to get access to the attic in the closet, I had wine and liquor bottle on the self that I never used for craft projects. I had boxes that were broken. I also had trash. So much stuff was in there. It wasn’t me being a pack rat, but a hoarders.
Mr. James to the rescue.
James wanted to get in there and help me, even though I had tried to hide my closet from him for so long. So, while pulling things out of the closet, we had a keep pile, trash bags, and a donate a pile.
If it was broken, it went in the trash, it was usable by someone else, donate. I honestly tried to keep my keep pile small, I don’t want a lot of stuff to pile up again. I think it was my shoes that bothered me more than anything. I donated a lot of shoes. I donated clothing I never wear or were now to small. I have had too many single pod coffee makers over the years and there was one just sitting in the bottom of my closet. Never being used.
In the End
I had a full bag of shoes, a large bag of cloths, and a few other products for donation. I had several bags of trash. I have about a quarter closet of cloths left in there. I did put the shirt I bought James the other day on the other side and he is noticing what I am doing. If I have to, I will move him in one article of clothing at a time.