Oh, that fateful phrase. In homes everywhere, it has filled lofts and garages and sheds full off stuff that just might, one day...well, you know what I mean.
This morning, with a nice free day (visiting grandchildren, Easter, royal wedding etc all behind me) I decided to rid my wardrobe of old/unwanted/mistakenly-bought clothes. So far so good. The pile on the bed built up nicely. The hangers clattered emptily. I began to feel pleasantly smug.
But hang on a minute...This might still fit (tried it on. It did); this doesn't look too bad after all (back it went); this was so expensive, I can't just get rid of it (ditto). And so on.
I have washed the few thing that I really, really don't want, and will iron them and take them to Oxfam. The rest...well, they might - they just might - come in useful. As for the things still languishing in the washing machine, I've been thinking. They're in good nick, and they're clean now. I might try them on once more. Just to make sure I'm doing the right thing...
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I'm the opposite - don't know what the term is for the opposite of hoarder, but I'm one of them.
ReplyDeleteI go through my wardrobe once or twice a year and I've learnt to be quite ruthless...although most of my old clothes end up in my daughter's wardrobe ~ I look at that as a sort of compliment!
ReplyDeleteI've been tidying the garden of our new (to us at least) house. The same principle applies if it is your own garden (in a previous house I had a dead redcurrent bush that I couldnt dig up because someone had given it to us as a present. I dont even like redcurrents, or as I have just discovered know how to spell their name). In a new garden though, with great satisfaction I can happily shred every last one of the wretched looking plants they passed on to me. I dont suppose the same can ever come of a wardrobe though.
ReplyDeletePatsy, I envy you!
ReplyDeleteAkasha, with me, it's the other way round. My daughter passes (very classy) clothes on to me. I'm definitely keeping all of those.
Barnaby, I know all about your hoarding habits. When are you going to come and collect all your stuff? (in case anyone wonders, Barnaby - usually known as Barney - is my son)? And no. You can't shred a wardrobe.
We're having to go through our own house and chuck stuff out to make room for the stuff we've brought back from my late mother-in-law's house - and most of it's not staying, we just need room to store it for a while. I'm dreading going through my wardrobe and chucking things out - I'll have nothing left if I do the 'if it's not been worn this year, throw it out' rule. If I was a different woman, I'd be rubbing my hands in glee at the thought of clothes shopping but, sadly, I hate shopping for clothes as I can never find anything that I like that actually fits my gangly frame!
ReplyDeleteword verification - argoss - perhaps it's a sign...
Not gangly, Alis. Statuesque!
ReplyDeleteAs for the "stuff", I recommend skips. There's something enormously therapeutic about chucking things into a skip (we filled three when we last moved house).
Frances, you're too kind! And yes, I can definitely see a skip looming somewhere in my future!
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