Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Because I've worked really hard at scheduling everything away from the vacation, I have almost no work to do today or tomorrow. I am therefore declaring today a cleaning day at my house. In the course of working hard and being sick, this place has turned into a cluttered catastrophe! I can't stand the idea of going away and then coming home to this mess. So I'm de-messing (deep cleaning is just going to have to wait, I fear).
And one of the things that I am doing is bagging up the mountain of too-large clothes that's been sitting in my basement for the better part of a year, and taking it all to Good Will. This is HUGE for me. I have been terrified of letting go of those clothes, because the last time I lost weight, I gained it all back. I have this weird fear that as soon as I get rid of the clothes I will balloon back up. Like those clothes are some kind of magic totem.
They aren't. What they are is a drag on my psyche, a blot on the landscape of my home, and a crutch I don't need. I have not lost any weight in the last year, but I haven't gained any, either, and I feel really well-balanced where I am. I am ready to let go.
And reclaim about 8 square feet of floor space in my home.