The weather was not fit for garage sales today. It rained like crazy and of course, my girlfriend and I still ventured out. Big mistake. We were both drenched, but continued on. In the end we got nothing but wet.
I did, on the other hand, finish cleaning my summer clothes, so now I should be left with only clothes that fit me. Poor Mother Hubbard, her cupboards were bare. I don’t really feel that way, although I don’t have many clothes left in there. I’m relieved more than anything. I just wanted to stop trying on clothes that no longer fit since the big weight gain of 2016. I think we should look at weight gain like a particularly bad hurricane season. In my case, since the medications were the primary cause, it was a lot like a hurricane–it came out of nowhere, and left devastation in its path. I’m not overwhelming devastated by the weight gain, but it really did bother me when I couldn’t find clothes that fit in my closet. Now that I’ve basically eliminated that problem, things should be much simpler (at least when I get dressed.)
One of my favorite things about cleaning out my closet, is finding someone that will appreciate all of the clothes I’m giving them. I know this sounds crazy, but I have three large garbage bags full of clothes. But it also covers two sizes and a long time span. My girlfriend suggested someone, I called them and they are really happy to get my goodies. It’s so much more fun to give clothes to someone I know will appreciate them, and they re-gift the ones that don’t fit or don’t like, to others.
So although I didn’t really do much today, I accomplished a lot. I wish I could say that I did something crafty, but instead, Rich and I watched movies and had a nice “date night.”