I am doing my semi-regular culling of clothes. This may surprise people who know me because they know that my clothing repertoire doesn’t appear large enough to need semi-regular culling. But somehow I always manage to find a large pile of clothes that I don’t want. I think this is partly because I hate clothes shopping so much that I tend to buy things without thinking much so that I can be in and out as soon as possible.
But that still doesn’t seem to account for the amount that I am throwing out or relegating to the drawer of things that will probably be culled next time.
And I am very good at pulling everything out of my cupboard so that I can sort it. But I don’t really like putting the stuff back in. This is the point I am at now.