bags full of clothes, shoes and even a few purses.
Dick is always much better than I am at this; he doesn't have the
sentimental attachment to things that I might, and he certainly
doesn't have the emotional consequences of clothing that no longer fits.
I did pretty well this year. Finally got rid of some clothes that I've
had for more years than I can really remember (that's a sign, right?).
Also got past the psychological hump of purging anything that
resembles a size 2.
I brought the 12 bags down to my Mom, who then brought them to a
shelter in San Jose. I'm sure these clothes will be put to much better
use now.
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