In a fit of nervous energy, I reorganized my bedroom closets. I always seem to pile stuff up in front of the closet closest to the window, and therefore rarely climb over that junk to get to the things in there. So now all the stuff that I wish I wore more often is in the other closet.
While I was at it, I yanked out everything that I considered to be "average" or lower, and everything that looked "unattractively worn," keeping only my favorite stuff. At some point soon, I'm going to have to check that I can still *fit* into all the stuff I left in my closet.
While I was at it, I yanked out everything that I considered to be "average" or lower, and everything that looked "unattractively worn," keeping only my favorite stuff. At some point soon, I'm going to have to check that I can still *fit* into all the stuff I left in my closet.