After suffering weeks of guilt, before I could make my move, finally, I and jumped out of bed, drank my cold 1/2 cup of Tropicana oj, one large cup of coffee, chewed down a bit of Special K cereal and raced to work before Dana arrived to clean the place.
First it was time to dump: the shoes, the shoes that have been gathering dust for 10 years? More? Then clothes: stacks of tees from high school plays I directed. I kept the freshest of course. Then old jeans, shorts, tops, bags, objects on the floor.
Discarding, dumping, throwing… I had a rhythm going, until just outside the closet door I created a mound of the abandoned. Time to fill up 6 garbage bags, drag them to my car trunk and deliver them to the welcoming woman at Goodwill and in return I got a tax deduction slip and a new closet to fill up again.
The photo I didn’t shoot, sadly was the before. But I remember.
And the question you might ask is: Why did it take so long?
And that answer is complicated. It’s more than just laziness.
It was in large part, avoidance. I wasn’t ready to clear out the old until I was ready to embrace the new. After an extended period of calorie control and a serious exercise regime, I am now officially ready to embrace summer and everything that comes with that season: shorts, tees, even bathing suits.
So bring it on! I’m ready to show off my hard work.
Pictures to come…