No, not the books!
I decided it was time to get rid of some clothes.
There were three shirts that don’t fit. I’d been hanging onto them for years, meaning to get on with the diet. There was also one that, with hindsight, had been an error of judgement. Beige with alternating shiny and matt stripes. I’m not yet ready for two-tone beige.
Two pairs of trousers. See diet comments above.
Finally I shoved some ten-year-old vests in a bag marked “For Rags”. They are still quite wearable, but as I find myself exposing my underwear to hospital staff more regularly I’ve decided to upgrade.
It was a toss up between that or cutting them up and composting them (they are 100% cotton so would compost down nicely) but laziness won.
In case you are wondering – yes. Cotton underwear, wool socks and leather/cotton gardening gloves have all gone through my compost bins, never to be seen again.
The theory is that by getting rid of clutter I’m going to have a better life.
The picture shows Julia doing the complicated bit at the clothing bank while I sit in the car. You probably guessed that from the wing mirror.
My wardrobe has many clothes in it that I will be able to wear again once I lose 2 stone 😉
It sounds so easy, doesn’t it? A pound a week for six months – how difficult can that be?
Sigh… 🙂
Sigh indeed! 🙁
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Yes, cotton clothing can be composted. 🙂
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I don’t know that you get a better life, but I always feel better when I get rid of stuff! I hope it had its effect on you.
I’m going to repeat the exercise and see what happens. 🙂
I hadn’t thought of composting my underwear. Interesting.
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Yes, the current thought is that if we declutter, we will have a better life. H-m-m-m; Could it really be that easy?
You cynic! Wpuld the author of a self-help book lie to me?
Of course not! 😉
That’s what I thought. 🙂
An example to us all. I must sort out the jumble on the bottom of the wardrobe 🙂
Julia just looked at this comment, snorted and shook her head as she muttered “Example!” 🙂
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I guess you could compost the books as well? The thought is making me shudder. Like a gentler, hippy version of Fahrenheit 451? (Bit of a contradiction there I suspect.)
I don’t mind passing books on but composting them is a step too far.
Believe me, fat people have up to 80% of their storage space full of clothes that one day, will fit them again.
🙂 Oh yes!