My former profession’s dress code entailed either warm weather or cold weather attire, mostly jeans and t-shirts for me. I still have my “Make love not war” t-shirt from 1976! My motto has always been “resale before retail,” and my granddaughters adore shopping second hand, as it seems there is more choice and better quality (whatever that means in their universe). I have already downsized three times since moving away from our house in Simsbury last year. And I will have to do it again once we find a house. We’re living out of suitcases now, and we’ve discovered how little we actually need. After the downfall of 2016 and after Covid-19’s devastating effects on our sanity and health, the prices of temporary housing sores above even two-professional’s means. Our listing prices for homes we are now looking for is ridiculous. Our budget will definitely take a hit and places such as these suffice for me anyway. I grew up dirt and chicken-shit poor, so I do not consider myself too good for the dredges, but we worked diligently and hard for our retirement, and I am just a privileged pale skinned, brown-hearted women with wants like anyone in my situation. Wants and needs have reversed themselves in our unicorn world and adjustments need to be made. Thanks you for this post! Like, I don’t have any clothes worth donating (mostly really old comfortable t-shirts and jeans and western wear from my days in New Mexico), but I have tons of stuff going to places like this. Hi ho, Susan!
This paragraph contained the entire world to me. I once hiked the Appalachian Trail for a month. I sometimes need to be reminded of what I learned out there.
Right? I'm no Marie Kondo, but getting rid of that stuff really made me feel lighter. While I'm inside, when I'm not eating and watching bad television, I believe I'll hit a few more closets.
When I cull, I take our stuff to The Boys and Girls Club thriftstore near us. Another good cause!
Absolutely. That's a wonderful place for your clothes.
My former profession’s dress code entailed either warm weather or cold weather attire, mostly jeans and t-shirts for me. I still have my “Make love not war” t-shirt from 1976! My motto has always been “resale before retail,” and my granddaughters adore shopping second hand, as it seems there is more choice and better quality (whatever that means in their universe). I have already downsized three times since moving away from our house in Simsbury last year. And I will have to do it again once we find a house. We’re living out of suitcases now, and we’ve discovered how little we actually need. After the downfall of 2016 and after Covid-19’s devastating effects on our sanity and health, the prices of temporary housing sores above even two-professional’s means. Our listing prices for homes we are now looking for is ridiculous. Our budget will definitely take a hit and places such as these suffice for me anyway. I grew up dirt and chicken-shit poor, so I do not consider myself too good for the dredges, but we worked diligently and hard for our retirement, and I am just a privileged pale skinned, brown-hearted women with wants like anyone in my situation. Wants and needs have reversed themselves in our unicorn world and adjustments need to be made. Thanks you for this post! Like, I don’t have any clothes worth donating (mostly really old comfortable t-shirts and jeans and western wear from my days in New Mexico), but I have tons of stuff going to places like this. Hi ho, Susan!
This paragraph contained the entire world to me. I once hiked the Appalachian Trail for a month. I sometimes need to be reminded of what I learned out there.
Right? I'm no Marie Kondo, but getting rid of that stuff really made me feel lighter. While I'm inside, when I'm not eating and watching bad television, I believe I'll hit a few more closets.