Tomorrow is the last day of 2022, which means Sunday is the first day of 2023. Without repeating myself, I love, love, love new beginnings. I've kind of already begun my new beginning, but it's okay to say Sunday is my new start. And no, there is nothing magical about Sunday, it's just a good time to say I'm going to do that now.
Anyway, yesterday I purged my clothes. And I mean purged. If it didn't fit or I hadn't worn it in a while, it was out of here. I got 2 big bags of clothes to donate. It felt good. I felt ligher when I was done. I didn't have the weight of all those old sizes that no longer fit or expectations of losing weight. All gone. It either fits and I like it or it is out of here. So I'm starting the year with a clean slate in my closet so to speak. I worked on that for a good 2-3 hours. One of the things I noticed as I was doing that was that I was eager to finish it. I can't tell you how much of my life I have spent not finishing things. Getting half way through something and then quitting. Leaving it, saying I'll finish it later. While I did take some breaks yesterday, I got the whole thing finished. I also put all my summer clothes in the bins in my closet so they are out of the way. I kept only the winter clothes out. Come spring, I will swap them around so the summer clothes are out and winter clothes are up in the closet in my bins. I did throw all of my bathing suits out and I'm not sure that was a good idea. Not that I plan on wearing one any time soon, but right now I have none. If something comes up where I need one, I'll need to buy it. Oh well, that's life.
Okay, time to get my day started.