The upcoming task of cleaning, eliminating, and decluttering my room/life has me quite antsy. Not in a bad way but I’m anxious, excited, and looking forward to a clean living space. I have one month left in the softball season and school semester which means that I come home with no time or energy to deal with the mess. However, I do have some minutes throughout the day where I take a break from the hectic and start some planning for a life of minimalism.
The first plan that I could tackle was the clothing plan, specifically my undergarments, socks, and workout clothes since I have a very clear picture of what I own in that department. I have read that people shoot for one week’s worth of clothes, plus a few items here and there. Well, I am a very sweaty person and I try to work out every day which means I usually go through two to three outfits a day, depending on the activities I do later in the day. So from the get-go, I decided 14-15 items of each undergarment were probably a necessity.
The other day as I was putting away my laundry and stuffing my socks into an overflowing drawer, I decided “hey, I have a few minutes, it won’t take me long to clean out this dresser”. I wasn’t wrong, but I also wasn’t quite right. First, I took my bra and underwear drawer and dumped it on my bed. Because of my habits and my job, 14-15 sports bras are easily a necessity. Surprisingly, that part was easy because I only had to toss four old sports bras. I also discovered I didn’t have nearly as many sports bras as I thought I did. Second, I only have one regular bra I can wear (I am super particular about fit and comfort) and I had two strapless bras. I couldn’t remember which one I hated and which one I liked so I decided to keep both until I had a chance to wear one again and determine which one was my favorite. The underwear sorting was also very easy. I ended up with about 20 pairs, because I feel like everyone has those pairs they wear during their time of the month.
Here comes my hiccup: the sock drawer. I dumped about 20 pairs rather easily. They were old (like, 7+ years old) that I kept for getting dirty out on the softball field or when I would run trails in Ohio in the mud. After seeing a pile of another 40 pairs of socks, I knew I was going to have a hard time parting with some. But why did I have such an attachment to socks? They ranged from a few pairs with cat faces and graphics, some fuzzy socks for lounging, calf socks for those summer days where I wear workout shorts in public, old surgery socks, some Doctor Who socks my mom got me for Christmas one year, and then about 12 pairs that I regularly wear regardless of the activity I’m doing.
A little stressed at the pile, I made a choice to grab 10 pairs without even thinking or looking back and toss them. Then I sorted: regular rotation socks, graphic socks, calf socks, 2 pairs for flats. I grabbed the 12 regular rotation socks and the flats socks and just put them back in the drawer. Then I stared at the graphic socks and calf socks and my heart broke. I can’t part with these just yet, they are so comfortable. So I ended up putting them all back in the drawer with the statement: “I am getting rid of 10 more pairs when I come back to this in May”. I’ve also already decided to toss my fuzzy socks when I get back home because I never wear them anyway.
Honestly, I wanted to keep going, especially to clean the floor around that dresser. But alas, I choose to keep everything in a mess so I can embarrass myself later when I show you all the disaster. I also want to do it so I can have a “before and after” view so even if I don’t get rid of everything in one pass, I can at least see the progress. What are some things you want me to talk about as I get closer to my cleaning day? Or are there things you want me to cover while I do my Instagram stories about that day? What about some other suggestions you have? I’d love to hear from you!