While I wouldn’t call myself a hoarder, per se, there was definitely a suspicious amount of old and unused clothing crowding my closet space. Items that I had inherited while at seminary, and that were occasionally pulled out against my better judgment, hung warily in between newer and more appropriate clothing.
It was only a matter of time before these nostalgic pieces had to go. However, there was something so comforting about having them there that I put off the necessary weeding. I was avoiding the potential feeling of regret at ridding myself of an article of clothing only to want it a couple of weeks later.
Really, though, many of the pieces were just not flattering. At all. In these past few weeks I took a good hard look at what was hanging in my closet and make some tough calls. You, out! And you, too! You? I haven’t worn you in ages! And not just because I was pregnant, either.
Two medium-sized boxes were filled with gently used clothes. They will be nice on someone, just not me. It feels great.

I know the feeling – not wanting to throw out clothing. But why were you cleaning out your closet recently? I usually do it pesach-time!
I guess I did it because I’m back down to my pre-pregnancy weight (yay!!), and so a world of clothing was open to me again.
Oh! That makes sense. :-) Good for you that you can fit into your “old” clothes again – that’s wonderful!
It’s a minor miracle. I’m very happy about it.
Seminary? Wow, I missed that one.
Ah, seminary has a different connotation in Orthodox-land. It’s essentially a post-high-school institution exclusively for women which focuses on religious studies. Typically one attends it for a year immediately after high school. I went after college. Sorry, I should’ve linked that word to my glossary. I will do that when I get a chance. Thanks!
welcome to my life and the closet that eats my clothing on a daily basis.One of these days im going in there and I’m going to fight hard, beat the bulge, and PURGE!!!!
That’s right! Show your closet who’s boss! :)