202!

Out: 202, High street: 0.

that's the sound of the 202nd piece of unwanted clothing leaving the building - ta-ran-ta-rah! It's easy when you know how, i.e. would i look dead in that? No? then out it goes. Might get a bit harder from here on in, was starting to get slightly into 'Hmmmm but i do still like that (thing that doesn't fit/thing i haven't worn for decades/thing that has absolutely vintage niceness) so i am not sure....' territory, a little bit. Slight scuffles with self as things went in and out of the bag, and there was a bit of giving myself a talking to. No, I don't need to keep a white zip up jacket bought from Chain Store Seconds circa 1995 that still has the price ticket on it (Ahhhh, CS2nds of happy memory!!). If I've had it for 15 years and never worn it, and don't even like it any more, why have I still got it? I don't go to THAT many fancy dress parties and neither is it realistic to think i will ever actually run a circus/dancing troup/theatre company.

Anticipate the last 163 things being harder. and no i can't count a pair of shoes as 2 things!