Clutterbug

The clutterbug has hit! I went to town cleaning out the bottom of my closet...giving away a Macy's sack full of shoes.  I attacked the dresser next.  I was amazed at all I could get rid of and truth be told, I don't think I will miss them.  I have an endless supply of flip flops (we live in South Texas in the heat! What else would I wear???) and those winter sweaters?  I laugh at you!  At my age, my body heat would keep me warm even if I didn't have the So. TX sun to do it already.

We are getting to the temperature where I feel like I need to shower every time I step in or out of the car- my personal sauna.  Boy was filling up the tank and as I sat there perspiration (oh who am I kidding-- large streams of sweat) was running down my face, down my back.  Yuck.  I felt sticky and wet.  All I could think was that I needed to change my clothes and/or jump into my pool.  I have stopped wearing make-up because it pools under my eyes and drips down my chin.  Try to look good when your face is melting off you!

So out out damn winter clothes; no turtlenecks needed. This Strawberry will dance circles in her backyard when the temps get down to 60*.

The clutter around my middle still seems to want to hang around, though.  I wish I could pull it off and donate it to Goodwill too.  Here are my shoes and my gut.  No need to write out a receipt; I give it away gladly.