Stuff, stuff, stuff!

In late December I got rid of some more stuff!  I suppose there is always going to be more stuff that needs to go out, even if there is not all that much coming in.  Well, until at some point I finally reach a more minimalist point in my life, right?  

Shirts, a dress, and a skirt

T-shirts

 The things that were the hardest in the picture below were the two dolls.  I am not a collector of dolls and wasn't even particularly fond of these two.  BUT.....my father gave them to me.  He just randomly picked them up in a box of things at an auction.  It was the thought of giving away things that my daddy, who passed away almost 3 years ago, gave me.  But I let them go, and have felt good about it since then.  (Tip:  If you are given something you really don't want but plan to get rid of someday, and the giver is still in good health, get rid of the item now!  It is much more difficult to get rid of something when it has that extra emotional attachment to it.  This is experience speaking.)

 

This is why we don't need to keep things that make us hurt.  You can't see the picture on the front right, because the light is reflecting in it,  but it is a sweet picture and verse about the loss of a father.  My mother-in-law sent it as a funeral gift when my dad passed, and it was for me to take home.  I displayed it on my piano for the past (almost) 3 years, and every time I looked at it, I remembered losing him.  I relived the last moments of his life, and the next few days, watching my mother and sisters grieve.  And I just can't do that over and over and live in the past.  And so I passed along the picture and beautiful frame, and hope that it will find a home with someone who doesn't have to hurt every time they pass by it.

Randomness....

Mostly kitchen stuff here, with a vase and space bags thrown in for good measure.

Purses, bags, wallet, and a nice alarm clock that annoyed whoever slept in the spare room.

These were hard to get rid of too for some reason.  My mom bought them for me because they were spaniels like my sweet Buffy who is no longer with us.

Candle and old doilies that were my grandmother's.

A bunch of glass bowls that I was never going to use. 

These were not given to Goodwill, but to a fellow employee at my husband's job.  He mentioned he had a bunch of shirts he had been given when he gave blood, and she said she would like to have them.    It's not easy for my husband to get rid of clothing, so I really appreciated the fact that he gave away these pieces.