I spent my labor day doing something that has left me feeling very satisfying.
I cleaned out my closet.
I still have an old computer and television in there, but most of the dust is gone and I have over two brown paper grocery bags full of clothing to give away. One of my landladies/friends is going to see if the young women she works with want to take a look. They just might. I still think of myself as having funky taste and there are some professional pants and jackets that are perfect for job interviews among the lot.
In the mean time, the bags are in my car and I get to treat myself to a tidy and somewhat empty closet. What joy. I give myself a daily lecture about how I have too many clothing compared to many. I still have much more than many but I feel that I am living simpler.
Plus, everything matches!
I love looking at my closet and seeing how just about everything matches. It's like the children's clothing Garanimals. I can jump out of bed and throw something on that looks somewhat professional and chances are it will match.