I cleaned out my closet...

I got rid of a lot of stuff. But not enough. I have more to lose, lots more of trash. I am a keeper. I keep random newspaper articles, smithsonian magazines for their pictures. All that jazz.

Somehow it doesn't feel like quite enough. Like I still have more to get rid of. So tomorrow I am going through my files of old poems (that are trash) old National Geographics, and Scientific Americans. It is going to be tossed. That crate is going goodbye, and so are all those nasty little dividers that I labeled in awful handwriting in 8th grade when I considered being organized a sort of mysterious gift that I was lacking.

Oh wait, it is something that I am lacking.

But you know, if I get rid of enough stuff, I won't have to be organized. There won't be anything left to be a mess with! Haha. But no joke. I have actually limited myself to what I can keep:

Clothes that I actually wear.
Things that go in my Hope Chest.
Smithsonian Magazines with AMAZING pictures (please note emphasis).
My books.
My shoes (yes I have a lot).
Hair/Perfumy kind of stuff that I actually use.

everything else must go!

Anyway this may seem like a random post, and it is. But I am putting it up in the hopes that maybe one or two people will ask me at church on Sunday: Hey! Did you clean out what you said you were going to?! If I have I can say, yes! and if not, I will go home and do it right away.

Wea jai,
Sara