I was talking to a friend during the week, who said she would spend this weekend getting her winter clothes down from the attic and packing all her lighter clothes up – de-cluttering as she went.
I was impressed she had lasted this long with only light clothes – but still!
She then said, her favourite part of de-cluttering was that it gave her ‘permission to shop’.
I’ve been there!
I’ve de-cluttered bags of stuff that didn’t fit or didn’t suit and then heard the siren song of the shops. It wasn’t even the desire to shop in itself – it was the feeling that now I had cleared space, I could at last find the perfect items. I could replace the disappointing clothes with ones that were flawless, thus finally achieving the ideal wardrobe to complement my fantasy life!
Spoiler alert: These clothes don’t exist!
Now, I’m not talking about reviewing your clothes and spotting gaps. That seems to me to be a mindful approach. But not eagerly filling up the empty spaces with more unsatisfactory, interim pieces – and so the cycle of de-clutter – shop – de-clutter – shop – continues.
However, this process has become easier for me now. I’m a lot fussier about what I buy. I thought having fewer pieces in my wardrobe would lead me to shop more but if I don’t find what I’m looking for, I have no anxiety about leaving empty-handed. That would have been unthinkable once. I would have felt I had wasted a day and would have purchased something, anything, to justify my time.
But now, the wrong item is worse than no item.
An empty hanger is better than an item that causes me guilt, worry and buyer’s remorse.
Anyone else ever been tempted down the ‘de-cluttering to shop’ rabbit hole?
Have a great week 😊
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