Simplifying

I'm really starting to have a growing interest in simplifying and having less things. I come from a long line of pack rats.  Growing up and even when I got out on my own I was all set to follow in my mother, grandmother and even great grandmother's footsteps. There wasn't even a consideration to do otherwise. Get things, keep them and get more things. It's the American way, right?

Well, today I took my first little step towards simplifying. I finally let go of a lot of my pre-baby (pre-babies) clothes. Getting rid of clothes is one of those things where it's just so hard to admit that even if I do get back down to that tiny size I once was in college and early marriage, my body is just not the same. Things won't fit the same. Not to mention that, girl, that was almost ten years ago (Yikes! That's weird to think about). Let go of those ten year old clothes! Yeah, baby steps. But I'm excited. I have a fat stack of clothes ready for some lucky Freecycler to pick up. And if Freecycle doesn't come through, the goodwill bin never refuses. My closet now has about half the clothes hanging in it. It's crazy the things we hang on to. Hard as it can be, I'm glad to be letting go.