I say day but most of the work took place in the evening as Sir is on nights and so I can't make much noise until he gets up. I filled two bin bags of clothes and threw them out, one huge bin bag for the charity shop and a smaller bag of clothes suitable for shredding for rag rugging. I put jumpers in those bags that you can suck all the air out of. Three drawers worth now fit in one. I pulled out ALL clothes that are one size to small and put them in a "one size too small" drawer. I did allow myself a few two sizes to small but I did not kid myself that I would ever slim down to three sizes too small! I even threw out a long treasured designer top that always made its way back into a drawer before. Poor sir just has a wardrobe full of empty hangers but at least now I can iron his stuff without it crinkling back up.
Darling daughter made off with some silk underwear that doesn't come close to fitting me and a jumper that I had put in the charity bag. She tried on some nice leather clogs that I got in Holland and they have vanished into her room.
I finally stopped at 11.30 in the evening, shattered.
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