Cleaning Out My Closet
24 Feb

I was doing chores around the house yesterday.
I’d just finished up in the kitchen and was turning the corner to go back into my office to do some more writing, when the overpowering urge to clean out the bedroom closet hit me. Because I’ve decided to just go with impulses like this, I grabbed some garbage bags from the hall closet and went into the bedroom.
About an hour later, I’d filled five bags with stuff I wanted to get rid of.
A couple of them were clothes to send to Goodwill, but the others were just things I simply didn’t need or want anymore.
It was such a frenzy of piling, sorting, and making snap decisions that I didn’t even really grasp what was happening until it was over. The catharsis of having done it didn’t even really hit me until today when I opened the closet to get out some clothes and saw that half of it was gone.
I have to say, I’m pretty pleased with myself.



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