Packrat.

[porphyrin]

This morning, among other things, I dropped off a bunch of clothes, books, and miscellaneous stuff (including three thermometers, although they didn't want the fourth) at Youthlink.

I got out my summer clothes and put them in the closet.  I put away my winter clothes.

I went through every box in the goddamn closet.

There are 2 boxes of Size 12 Nice Clothes, and I mean *nice* clothes, waiting for me to lose weight.

There is an *entire suitcase* of Size 10 niceness. 

I couldn't afford, now, to buy anything half as nice as these clothes.

I haven't been able to fit into the Size 12 for the last 3 years.

I don't know that I ever will.

I'm really torn between selling the damn things (out of my house!  out!  you take up space!) and keeping them In The Event of Cachexia.

My war with my packrat instincts (and my husband's EVERYTHING MUST GO SINCE WE ARE MOVING commandment) and my knowledge of the budget (IF I lose weight, I can never afford to replace these) are going head to head.

Advice? 

Comments

[chance88088.livejournal.com]

Let them go. In the event you get back to a size 10 or 12, you will probably want new stuff. And the real problem with storing clothes for a long time is that if you aren't careful they will get faded crease marks, moth holes, you name it, and by the time you can wear them (or give up on wearing them) they will be unwearable anyway.

Give them to a battered women's shelter is my suggestion. Nice clothes, especially suits are always hard to come by as donations there.