New Rug

Found a rug last night at World Market (you can see it here) for $17.  Really pretty.  It's made from reclaimed velvet curtains with a sari binder at the ends.  It will most likely go beside my bed and hopefully in the future I can get another one for the foot of my bed. 

 

 

Letting Go

This past weekend I began the process of tackling my closet.  I will be the first to admit, I have a long road ahead of me dealing with this.  I decided to clear out some of my clothes I don't wear any more and to deal with the cardboard box of hair stuff.  Keep in mind, there are still three giant Tupperware containers of stuff, four smaller containers, shoes, purses, unused bedding & extra blankets, and God knows what else still lurking in there.

Why is it so hard to get rid of stuff you don't use?  I started going through my hanging clothes and had a terrible time making myself remove things.  Why am I emotionally attached to the impractical stuff?    It was quite unproductive until I did it backwards:  I removed ALL of my clothes and added back the things I knew I still used.  There are a handful of things I still hung onto and I need to go back and get them out of there but I couldn't bring myself to do it at the time.  I didn't realize it would be that way.  Anyway, I removed probably 1/3 to 1/2 of what I had and intend to put it in the next garage sale. 

Next:  The cardboard box. 

This stupid box had some interesting stuff.  I kept my hairdryer and diffuser, products I don't use that I was given as gratis through my work, the mannequin I used when I took my cosmetology licensing exam (I have this becaaause....), my facial moisturizer I use nightly and other random assorted grooming-based stuff.  Soooo random indeed.  I threw away a lot including the creepy mannequin head.  I got rid of the actual box and reorganized the Tupperware so that an old basket I have could hold the stuff I kept.  I know, I know.  Not much.  It is nice however to not be greeted by an old cardboard box every time I need to dry my hair or put lotion on my face.

My next goal:  A place to sit.  SERIOUSLY.  How lame that I had a place for a mannequin head but not for my butt?  I will either have to lower my bed or move the old chair in without recovering it first.  I would just like to be able to put my shoes on without hopping around on one foot.