"Sunday closet cleanout doesn’t spark joy" by: Jessica Shepard

   Keeping in line with the same manic “cleaning” energy my mom had last weekend for Mother’s Day – I decided to tackle cleaning out my closet Sunday afternoon.
   Now, I would have started earlier in the day, but my morning was filled with running errands at HEB and Walmart for mom instead of de-cluttering my closet.
   Granted, I’m not much of a morning person anyway, but, I’d like to be semi-productive by 9 a.m. most weekends.
   But, I digress, and found the hardest part of my closet to tackle was clothing items.
   Shoes are often kept until the soles have separated from the body of the said shoe and are mostly flopping around.
   I’m entirely too picky about my shoes and have trouble finding them in my size.
   More often than not, I hone in on a specific brand for comfort reasons and exhaust myself by hoarding as many styles as I can in black.
   Why black, you may ask?
   Because that’s the one simple rule of fashion I abide by – black goes with everything.
   Plus, they are just shoes and black is just easier to keep clean in that regard, too.
   I’ve weeded out a few low heels and wedge shoes because I simply don’t wear them anymore and there’s no point in keeping them.
   I’ve streamlined everything to flats, minus a few boots, and managed to find a new pair still in the box.
   It’s amazing what you can find when everything is piled on top of one another and I can rotate out winter wear for summer clothes.
   Now, I’m not good at staying on task or organizing very well thanks to my ADHD, but, I do try to make the best of it.
   Do you know what makes this sort of job easier?
   Vacuum space-saving storage bags!
   Almost all of my winter clothes were packed up and sealed so that I can store them away in my trunk and save my poor hangers from overcrowding.
   Plus, I was able to pare my extra blue jeans down from about 36 pairs to 20, depending on some having to be repaired.
   I’m really bad about keeping hold of clothes that need tailoring and never getting around to having them mended or altered.
   I swore to myself that if I didn’t get those items fixed in the next 30 days then they would have to be tossed out.
   To help remind me of that, I’ve put them in an obvious spot on my dresser and have to look at them every day in the hopes of remembering to take them in for tailoring.
   I’ve also been looking into other organization shortcuts to hopefully keep from having to do this again, but, I’m not having much luck.
   Even the Marie Kondo method is leaving me hanging.
   After all, I only buy things that “spark joy” or make me happy – so it’s even twice as hard to go through and get rid of things!
   But, I’ve noticed that my mom has the same problem, which means it’s genetic and I’m pretty much doomed.
Also, I have to go get more bags to finish the project up this weekend, so, here’s to more late spring cleaning!