Today is the day to get my closet in order. I tried a couple weeks ago, but plans changed and I helped a friend with a film project. Then work and taking care of Hannah and legitimate reasons for not following through with organizing my clothes...but it has never left my mind and heart to get done.

Today is the day to take care of the clothes, not the top or bottom for that will be a big project in itself.

I've decided that I want to be able to hang clothes so they don't get wrinkled and that means they are not crushed. I want the clothes I wear to be in the closet, not ones I hope to wear when I loose weight or ones that I want to wear because I like them even though they don't look good on me. I don't want to have clothes because I like the way that style looked on someone else and want that same feel, but it doesn't feel the same when I wear them. I just want to fill my closet with clothes that look good on me, that I like and are in good shape.

I can already feel that tug of letting go, but I know from what others say and my own experience that once I'm done and that tug is gone, that burden will be lifted and I will be free. Another step toward freedom.