Or maybe that title should read confessions of a clothes hoarder. Either way, I have to confess I get really nervous watching the show Hoarders on A&E, and I think "is that going to be me"?
|Scared look of admission?|
It usually prompts me to either: turn off the TV (ignorance is bliss?), reorganize my closet or ceremoniously box things up and put them in the trunk of my car. Where by weeks pass before I really, really decide I want to donate them to the local charity. Or end up carrying it all back into the house.
The whole point of this banter is to confess that I've had this crochet sweater since high school. I've seen this type of knit all over recently and I thought "aha, I think I have something like that" and what do you know, I pulled it out of my closet and wore it here for you to witness.
The worst part is that I tried recently to give away some of daughters baby toys and oh, did she find objection to that!
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