Last weekend, while I was away with friends (having lots of laughs, some shopping and even some culture), my husband cleaned his closet. When he told me he had "scheduled" it for while I was away, I knew he meant to roll up his sleeves and super downsize. I wasn't disappointed! He had everything boxed up. I huge box, mostly T-shirts from the 1980s through now, 1 leaf/trash bag full of work jumpsuits for various types of weather, 2 medium-sized boxes, mostly pants and shorts, and about 30-40 shirts and jackets on hangers.
My daughter and I went through the stuff and were able to find some treasures. Although my husband has always been a few sizes larger than me, that doesn't mean he has always been a few sizes larger than any size I have ever been. This means that I am now a size where I can wear some of his old clothes! So I found a pair of jeans that fits me well. My daughter found some useful clothes for working in the field for her environmental cleanup job.
My husband's side of the closet is virtually empty, which showcases the rich tapestry of clothes on my side. My side is neater than it was before I started working on it about 2 years ago, though, and I get a feeling of controlled choice in there: lots of choice but it's under control. I feel like everything in my closet is useful to me, at least at some time of the year! I'm not planning to downsize my clothes much, except to continue slowly getting rid of things I notice that I haven't worn in a year or two and/or that I hate.
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