Today is more of a practical hopeful Friday, rather than a soulful or mystic one. Last night during a bout of yet another insominia attach, I decided to get up from my bed and DO something....My eyes fell on the little pile of skirts and clothes that simply wouldn't fit in my closet... My bar for hanging things is only 2 foot long... Mom and Dad built my closet to store Christmas stuff and to hang up a coat of a certain friend who came to visit... Period.
I pulled everything out off the rod and went through it viciously. I purged every single item that I hated, didn't feel good in, felt fat in.. (well, not all of those or I'd have been a bit chilled today)... but you get the picture. One skirt went in the trash with the tags still on it.. WHAMT WAS I thinking? I tabbed them and took them to charity... some to the dump... Today was garbage truck day. I am hopeful about my new mission.... to declutter and detox my life, my home, room and spirit. I intentionally weeded out negative thoughts and fears this morning. It is so hard for me, but it is possible... That is the hope I have for this Friday..... To put out the fires of my discontent.... to cool it, as they used to say.... Way cool.... Happy Weekend. My son is going on a vacation on an airplane... Say a little prayer for safe journey!!! Thanks.