My Closet

I've noticed, without planning or trying, that every August I clean out my closet. Not such exciting news, but this year, my annual closet cleaning gave me an unanticipated gift.I not only found some clothes I really liked but had forgotten I owned, I also realized how many lovely things I have. Instead of my chronic case of the "gimmees," and "let's shop!" I felt like I have enough. My closet wasn't lacking anything (except a great pair of gray slacks). I have plenty and don't' need to keep filling it (and myself) up with more stuff.I'll try to remember that.

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