We're always helping our kids to let go of things that they have outgrown. But even as adults we can have a hard time letting go. Today I stopped being in denial about a favorite shirt being threadbare and I let go of it. I also admitted to myself that my 10 year old wallet which I have loved is no longer able to serve its purpose and I let it go. Yay for me! What are you proud of yourself for finally being able to let go of?
All of my jeans that were really small sizes. I finally admitted that i will never be a junior size 5 or 7 again and even if i ever got that small i wouldnt want to wear jeans that i wore when i was in high school.
I kept saving the kids clothes they grew out of in hopes of selling them. I had a 1/2 of a garage of bins of really really nice clothes. This summer I realized that I just did not have it in me to organize them to the level of selling them. I spent 4 days going through each piece and sent 95% of it to goodwill. I saved the Gymboree type brands that were perfect or with the tags still on and hope to sell those LOL. I feel good though, because, I went from about 30 large Rubbermaid bins down to 3 (one for each kid).
My Teva sandals :( old school with the strap at the ankle. I kept holding on to them "just in case" but they were shot - ripping bottoms, the velcro wouldn't hold. RIP old friends.
I finally had to admit to myself that, most likely, the size 6 and 8 jeans/pants, and size small tops that fit me pre-pregnancy, were never going to fit me again. Even if I lost the weight, I don't think my body would still be the same shape or be as small like it was before. I also had to get rid of some favorite socks that had gotten huge gaping holes in the heels and were starting to get holes in the toes.
I had boxes and boxes of stuff in the garage. I remember at the time I put them in there that I wanted to keep the stuff. Then, over the years, I forgot about them. When I had a new garage door installed I had to clean out my garage and discovered all these boxes. I no longer remember why I wanted to keep the stuff. Even when I looked at the stuff I couldn't think of one good reason to keep it but I do remember not being able to part with it. I called a thrift store to come pick them up.
Some of my kids nice polo shirts . . . the bottom line is they can't wear them if they're too small, no matter how nice the shirts.
I still haven't been able to part with some of the jerseys or favorite t-shirts they wore. :(
Clothes that didn't bring the greatest memories or mixed emotions-for instance, I had a blazer that I wore for the longest time but I bought it w/a dress for my dad's funeral. I had some outfits I wore when I used to date certain men or went to certain events. They had to go; I had a new life and I needed new energy in my closet! I usually go through things with my kids too but it's so refreshing when I do it w/my things whether it be clothes or other possessions. I'm better at this than I used to be.
My tall heel and pointy toed shoes. I am having my SECOND bunionectomy and will NEVER regress to this stupidity again!
I sold some jewelry. A couple rings I've had a long time, a bracelet that while beautiful, is broken and just not "me" anymore, and two other bracelets that I didn't really like. We are trying to buy a vacation house and that $315 will pay the HOA fees for 2 months! I love to get rid of stuff, it relaxes me.
I am proud every time I can let go of a pair of shoes. Even when I give them away, I give them to people I can borrow them back from if I want. When I put them in a box and don't care whose feet are in them, that's when I know. And I celebrate by buying another couple of pairs.
Stuff my mil made for me that I never liked. Felt good to me but H was sad.
I have an oil painting that I am trying to let go of. It is one of those large landscape oil paintings with the ornate frames that were popular in the 60's. It hung over the sofa in my parents house when I was growing up, and when we sold the house no one else wanted it, so I took it. I couldn't get rid of it, because it made me think of my parents home whenever I looked at it. It doesn't go with my decor, and it has been hanging in the basement for the last 15 years. I have put an ad on kijiji for it, but it has not yet sold.
ROFL... I don't let go of either.
We store kid stuff, and I patch my clothes. When they get too destroyed to use (and we have 200 year old toys still in rotation!) things get canabalizes for parts or sewn into quilts.
If that was a leather wallet, it would be cut up for patches, used as a dress up / play prop, etc.
Seriously. Almost nothing "goes" in my family. Ever.
