I checked out of the little world I live in from February 11 until mid-March. I got sick.
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"How sick were you?" you’re wondering.
I was so sick, I became ashamed of my closets because I knew when my dear friends came to clean up before my funeral they would shake their heads and say, “She died from lack of taste. Can you believe some of these clothes she kept? We should list some of this crap in her obituary....it would make everyone laugh.”
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Carol Keys Gledhill banned me from wearing tube socks about five years ago. She sat me down and told me I could never wear them again...not even with my mom jeans....never. I own no tube socks at this time....but I just threw out some jeans that came over on the Mayflower. Those jeans were hideous.
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Because I have tendencies towards hoarding, there were some items in my closet that I haven’t worn in numerous years....say, maybe....20? 30? years.... I just drag this crap around from house to house, closet to closet thinking....classic piece....when I lose another 20 pounds it will look great....someone could get some good out of this sweater.....I have always loved this color (too bad it’s too small/too large/ too trendy). You get the idea!
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When I was in the bed, I kept thinking....why? Why do I keep things I don’t even like? I had a green and yellow striped blouse that kept coming into my view from the bed. I don’t remember EVER wearing it. I don’t remember buying it. Maybe I had amnesia when I bought it? I have nothing that it goes with. I must have had an out-of body experience when that came home from the store with me. I knew that needed to go!
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I must have gotten a great deal on the blouse I never wore.
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