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There is now a clothing recycling collection point at our Greenmarket. We asked, and they will take whatever and sort it into things suitable for charity/resale, and those not (which may go as rags, or in the landfill for all I know). That's significantly handier for me than trying to get a bag to a Goodwill or other dropoff point outside the neighborhood. So, I have been diligent.
I went through my closet and got rid of a bunch of things that either didn't fit, or I knew I would never wear and have no sentimental attachment to. Including realizing that I am not wearing things in a range of green colors that I bought at various times: I am picky about greens, have stuff that doesn't fit that, and I either don't wear those clothes or am vaguely grumpy about it when I am pushed to for lack of other things clean. A count of hangers tells me I got rid of about 19 things (about because we sometimes use two wire hangers for heavy things, and I counted the wire hangers as pairs, except that when I got 3 remainder 1 I rounded up to 4 instead of down to 3).
I am pleased, both with the results and with myself for actually doing this. In addition to making space, and having stuff to pass along that someone else is likely to want (too large, or too small, or just not a color or style I ever wore) I found some things that I will wear. Those include a couple of nice silk shirts, a pair of flannel-lined pants (for later, obviously, and I might well have remembered them along about December), and a very casual pair of pants from Deva that didn't fit well when bought and fit better now: Deva's "unisex" pants are cut for men, and these days men's sizes/styles fit me better than they used to.
I note here that I stopped when I ran out of energy, so there may still be things in the closet that don't fit me anymore and that I don't want. I may go through things in the dresser tomorrow, or next week, or in 2011. This decluttering was prompted by realizing that after a long, pleasant walk in the park, I was feeling fidgety and like I wanted to do something, and this was a useful something I'd been wanting to do for a while and that wouldn't drain me physically. I started with the clear idea that if it started to feel stressful, I would stop.
I went through my closet and got rid of a bunch of things that either didn't fit, or I knew I would never wear and have no sentimental attachment to. Including realizing that I am not wearing things in a range of green colors that I bought at various times: I am picky about greens, have stuff that doesn't fit that, and I either don't wear those clothes or am vaguely grumpy about it when I am pushed to for lack of other things clean. A count of hangers tells me I got rid of about 19 things (about because we sometimes use two wire hangers for heavy things, and I counted the wire hangers as pairs, except that when I got 3 remainder 1 I rounded up to 4 instead of down to 3).
I am pleased, both with the results and with myself for actually doing this. In addition to making space, and having stuff to pass along that someone else is likely to want (too large, or too small, or just not a color or style I ever wore) I found some things that I will wear. Those include a couple of nice silk shirts, a pair of flannel-lined pants (for later, obviously, and I might well have remembered them along about December), and a very casual pair of pants from Deva that didn't fit well when bought and fit better now: Deva's "unisex" pants are cut for men, and these days men's sizes/styles fit me better than they used to.
I note here that I stopped when I ran out of energy, so there may still be things in the closet that don't fit me anymore and that I don't want. I may go through things in the dresser tomorrow, or next week, or in 2011. This decluttering was prompted by realizing that after a long, pleasant walk in the park, I was feeling fidgety and like I wanted to do something, and this was a useful something I'd been wanting to do for a while and that wouldn't drain me physically. I started with the clear idea that if it started to feel stressful, I would stop.
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