I finally got around to cleaning out my clothes closet and freed myself of many attachments. What fun! I was on a roll. Going through a stack of pants and jeans, I narrowed it down significantly. I found myself thinking, “Will I ever be skinny enough to wear this again and if I am, will it be in style. (As though that matters to me.) Some things, relatively new, I looked at and thought, “What was I thinking? Who would ever wear this?” I have much more to shed, but I can already see that it is more orderly. Oh, the joys of freedom and letting go!