Finally - DONE.



After avoiding it for weeks - tonight I actually did it.

I cleaned out my side of the closet.

I have put it off for awhile now - considering that it actually SCARES me a little.

There is so much to go through, and I just haven't been in the mood to take it on.

But, tonight? I went for it... and?

IT.WAS.A.DISASTER.

Lee is constantly complaining that I have too many clothes [which I totally don't agree with] - but I AM female, so my oppinion probably doesn't count.

I decided that it was time to 'organize' after I was unable to find numerous items for the past couple of days.

It only took me - 2 hours.

After about 5 trips from the closet to the bed with all of my layering tanks... I decided to count them. [Just for the fun of it - of course.]

The GRAND total? 52. Is that bad?

Now when I usually 'clean out' something... I have a REAL problem with actually getting RID of stuff.

Tonight though? I was pretty proud of myself.

I had a GARBAGE BAG stuffed FULL.

I couldn't help but smile with such a great feeling of accomplishment.

Seriously - The hubby will be PROUD. [For a second anyway.]

Because, now? I really NEED to go shopping.