Melissa happened to be passing through town yesterday so we met up at Sushi Kuni to catch up for a little while. I feel like I never get to see her anymore and it makes me sad. You know what makes it better though? Dragon rolls.
Any day that involves Melissa and sushi is a good day in my book.
Afterwards I came home and decided I was way over-due for a closet clean-out. Two or three times a year, I go through my closet and get rid of all of my clothes that are too big or I know I will never wear again. I know that some people keep a lot of their old things, but I always get rid of them as soon as they start to get baggy because I don't want the security of having "fat clothes" in my closet. This way, if I ever start to gain weight and my clothes start getting tight, I don't have other clothes I can wear. It forces me to get back on track and lose whatever weight that I gained so I don't spiral back to where I used to be.
Last night's clean-out was especially bittersweet because while I love the fact that I'm getting smaller, I really love a lot of the clothes that I'm getting rid of. Many of the shirts were my first "skinny shirts;" in other words, the first cute shirts that I was able to buy in the non-plus size section of stores when I started dropping a decent amount of weight. Did I mention that there's 28 of those cute shirts?
|Please excuse the overflowing trash can.|
Goodwill has a hefty donation coming their way.
How frequently do you clean out your closet? What do you do with all of your old clothes?