This week I face the daunting task of sorting through every article of clothing I own and deciding its fate. Granted, this will not be as painful as it would have been six months ago since I have purged quite a bit, but it’s still not that much fun.
Actually, it is and it isn’t. It’s nice to throw out things you don’t need. It’s nice to lighten the load and make way for new things. It’s just a little boring and tedious. Plus, there’s a psychological game I play when trying to decide if I want to keep something or not.
Here is the mental checklist in my head:
- Have I worn it in the last year?
- Would I possibly wear it in the next year?
- Does it fit?
- Did it ever fit?
- Do I even like it?
I’m tired of the “if I lose 10 pounds I might fit into it” game. I never win it.
Also, since I’m moving to a completely different climate, I have to take the shorter summer into account. I’m so looking forward to that. Six months of heat was never fun for me. Also, here it’s in the 80s. There it’s maybe in the 50s right now.
So, how am I going to cart every article of clothing I own inside my Beetle? Easy. I’m putting most of it in Space Bags and sucking out the air. I don’t care if they get wrinkled. Most of the stuff I won’t wear right away. I’m just packing a week’s worth of clothing in a small suitcase.
You know what would be great? If I gave away more clothes than I am taking with me. It’s amazing how I can rationalize keeping a blouse that doesn’t fit anymore or a pair of cropped pants that I haven’t worn in 3 years.
Luckily, shoes shouldn’t be a problem. I’m a little hard on shoes so they tend to wear out after a couple of years. The only issue will be not taking the shoeboxes. In an effort to stay organized, I like to keep all of my footwear in the boxes they came in. Part of me thinks it also helps keep the shoes from getting worn out too fast. Lugging all of my shoes in a big garbage bag will be a little annoying, but I’ll get over it. Being able to fit everything I need in my car is more important than a shoebox.