Yesterday I was blessed with quite a few kid free hours!! As I am participating in 3 markets this week I looked forward to lots of sewing. I had a whip around the house and tried to clean up.....still hoping to find the preschool raffle tickets that I had lost....lucky I hadn't sold any!!! Though I did make a generous donation to ease my guilt. After finally taken clothes off the line on Thursday that had been there since Saturday...yes we have had a hell of a lot of rain here. I hung out another lot of clothes...it is such a never ending chore!! I thought about one of the mothers at school who appears to wear the same clothes (or versions of the same) every day....I bet she doesn't have clothes strewn all over the house, busting out of the cupboards, draped over anything that stays still!! Yes we have far too many clothes in this house...it stems from our time in Switzerland where I had two washing days a month and so we had more clothes. Surprisingly Switzerland had many cheap (but good quality) clothes shops this one being one of my favourite with amazing sales, and many wonderful kids second hand shops or charity sales ensured the children were very well attired!! Then there is my habit of holding on to old clothes, because they could be great for the garden, painting, all number of messy things and wearing to bed etc etc. Well something must have snapped within as I looked at the growing pile that once again needed folding and putting away!! I rushed and grabbed a roll of garbage bags and started filling them. Anything that was too tight, thought twice before wearing, was a hand-me-up from my little sister and I still hadn't worn, too faded, only good for painting (and how often do I paint the house), only suitable to wear to bed, couldn't be saved for my future days as teacher or not even suitable to wear on my grungy Uni days was turfed!!! Who knows I might even end up buying back some articles from the charity shop. I then went through everyone's cupboards and followed the same principles. I can guarantee Marcel will not once ask "where is my blue and white shirt" or for any other article that is no longer in his wardrobe.......no I am pretty sure he wont...shit I hope so!! Everything was promptly delivered to the charity bins before anyone had the chance to have a look through!! A big bag of the girls' clothes was saved for a friend with two younger girls.
It is not in my nature to be so ruthless, I think too practically. I then went through my socks and undies drawer and asked myself "If I ended up in hospital would I be embarrassed when the doctors and nurses saw my underwear?"....Don't worry most of these things went in the bin not to the charity shop. But I filled it with uncomfortable bras, those held by threads, odd socks that had been waiting for months/years to be reunited with their partner, bikinis that I wouldn't dare bare on the beach, undies that would only stay up with jeans over the top, g-strings (I never got used to wearing them, in fact I would rather wear nothing), and breastfeeding bras.
So now I should have the whole clothes/washing issue a little more under control, be happy with the whole "getting hit by a bus" thing, and have the potential to look quite trendy when gardening.
As for all my sewing for the Markets......people shouldn't be so fussy and should buy what I have!!