I hadn't planned on doing so, but I cleaned out my clothes closet. Why in hell did I need 18 long-sleeved dress shirts? I don't work anymore. Even when I was teaching full-time I really didn't require much of what was in there. There were also all those sweaters too. We plan to live in perpetual summer for at least the next decade, so a lot of that had to go.
I always seem to reach for the same, few old favourites. So, I even made a conscious effort to get rid of some of those items too. I have three bagfuls. Oh, that's not counting what ended up in the rag bag. I am going to have to take the truck to drop stuff at the thrift store.
This act of clearance is already making me feel lighter and freer.