Tuesday, September 25, 2012
How can somebody have this much stuff?
Enough is enough! Which sweaters should I hold on to? I'm not talking about my own. I mean his. I gave away most of his sweaters, shoes, coats, jackets, vests, PJs, slippers, belts, hats, gloves, boots and old electronics by the third year. Now I'm holding on to just a few special items...
Every time I try to let one more garment go, paralysis sets in. Can't I hold on to the option of seeing his clothes if I'm lonely? They're not in a closet I use anyway.
I have to confess I'm eyeing that space for my own use.
Someone said you have to create empty spaces in your closets, for someone else to enter. Nice thought, probably true. However, to me empty space is like an ugly bleeding gash that taunts me. I'm alone. Alone.
I'll deal with this later. Close the door. If and when the times comes I will make the space for somebody else; evidently not a moment sooner.
What do you think? Keep those last few things of his or clear them out?