Why does a single guy with no fashion sense to speak of (and no real interest) have so many clothes?
One of the tasks on my agenda is sorting. Among the things I need to sort are clothes; which to take with me, which to have shipped later, and which to get rid of. No matter in which category the clothes belong, it's a good idea to launder them if they aren't already clean.
I've washed 8 loads of laundry so far, and the mountain doesn't seem to be getting any smaller.
This, friends, it what it means to be a pack rat. I've got clothes I haven't even thought of wearing in three, five, eight years, yet I'm putting them in the washing machine. Insanity.
What a relief it will be to reduce my burden; if I can't reduce my clothing inventory by at least 80%, I'm just not trying.
I've thought for some time now that it would be a good thing to simplify my life; this impending move (and all that goes with it) is forcing my hand.
I'm going to like it.
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