I know that for some of you this will be painful. I feel the panic in your heart. I hear the wail in your throat. I know you've built up special relationships with each of those 28 black slacks taking up an inordinate amount of closet space and requiring you to whip hangers right and left willy-nilly as you seek out the skinny-day black pants, the bloated-day black pants, the I-am-looking-good black pants, or the to-hell-with-it-I'm-gonna-be-comfortable black pants, but. Seriously? Really? Now if you're a member of the "uniform" or "capsule" wardrobe club — where you wear black slacks every single day to simplify your life by eliminating the dreaded what-do-I-wear question we all face every dang morning of our lives until our last dying day — then woohoo! Have at it. The Silicon Valley geeks live like that and just look how successful they are. But many of us aren't members of those clubs and it's to you that I say Seriously? Really? because I'm betting that you also have a wide variety of, say, beige pants, or blue blouses, or Christmas sweaters. Not to mention shoes to match, purses to coordinate, jewelry to pop. No judgement here but. But. If you want to live the freedom, experience the headiness, taste the joy that comes with a pared down, simplified, just-what-you-need, everything-where-you-can-find-it-in-two-seconds closet, and leave behind forever the overstuffed drawers, the shoe shelving in the guest room, the sagging closet rods, the last minute panic to find that one particular blouse you know is in here, then stop. Just stop. As this post covers black pants only, there's a super simple remedy to figure out which to keep and which to send out into the universe of plenty and it's this: Put all those black pants in another room. Far away if you can. The basement if you have to. Then, mark the day on your calendar and in one year (or six months if you're a quick study) keep only the slacks you wanted bad enough to go traipsing through the house to get and only those you absolutely love. Bag up the rest immediately and stash them in your car. Repeat for the beige pants. Oh, and equally important: don't buy any new black pants. Or if you really and truly simply must buy new ones, donate one of the pairs you already have. One in, one out. Comments are closed.
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