The Problem With Giving Stuff Away

Yes, that's me. Shut up. I like it. But the shoes! OH THE SHOES!

I regularly do closet clean-outs because HELLO I HAVE BOYS and we need to get rid of shiz often. It turns out these kid-type things grow. Who knew? And it turns out that they also beat the crap out of their clothes.

Anywho, I was on a major bender about two weeks ago, went through my closet and got rid of stuff that was totally outdated no longer fit me could be of use to someone else. Even shoes. I scooped all the stuff up, put it in bags and put it directly in my car before I changed my mind. Because I do change my mind. HEY! I know those shoes have holes but they are cute! So what if they are nine years old!  And I might be a size zero again someday! If I cut off half my body…

Wanna know the problem with cleaning stuff out and getting rid of clutter and donating it to the local thrifty clothing store?

Accidentally donating something you didn’t mean to. And then having to go to the store a few days later and hope it is still there so you can buy it back because you were falling asleep the night you were cleaning and felt something was weird so you went and checked the closet and realized that the black tutu with stars on it that you wear to “Rocky Horror” (SHUT UP. IT IS NOT NERDY. IT IS FUN) is now hanging directly above an empty space where the black boots that you also wear to “Rocky Horror” are supposed to be and that the space is there because those boots were JUST. DONATED. YESTERDAY.

Wanna know what is also fun?

Going to the second hand store and digging through nine thousand pairs of shoes to find the ones you donated that you didn’t mean to donate because you aren’t putting out thirty more bucks for shoes you wear once a year to Rocky Horror (SHUT IT) when you could spend five and just buy them back.

(Not that I have done that recently or anything. Certainly not me. Nope. Ok fine, it was totally me. Sheesh.)

See what happens when you clean and organize?

NEVER DOING THAT AGAIN.