Do you ever get into a rut and no matter what you’ve done in the past to get yourself, something is still not right?  I did all my usual “get out of the rut” techniques (exercise, eat healthy, sleep, read a book, self care, etc.) and something just wouldn’t go away.  I kept thinking of the miserable month I had had in sales, and all the lack of motivation I had to really make the final month of the Winter catalog huge.  I was disappointed in myself, and disappointed with how the weather, illness and life got the better of me.

So I said to myself “What can I do NOW to start detoxifying this funk?”  I opened my closet too soon…

Toxic.  The thoughts in my head of “You better WORK hard next month to make up for such a miserable month” and “You don’t know anyone who is interested in the stickers, stop beating yourself up.”  I let those thoughts really linger.  And although so many great things had ended up happening last month, I still couldn’t get over the lack of success I personally had in my business, and how I let the lack of “work-life” balance get the best of me.  Which is funny, since I plan on “retiring” soon from my desk job due to severe overtoxicity!

So I started browsing.  The interwebz.  And Pinterest.  And for once, I actually didn’t pin anything –I just started scrolling.  One thing lead to another, and I started feeling determined to do things.  Arts and crafts?  Nope- I can’t even glue macaroni to construction paper without getting frustrated.  Dinner recipes?  Considering I married a picky eater, this took up a large chunk of time.  Then I started looking at outfits/fashion/bloggers/capsule wardrobes.  One pin after another.  Website after blog, after instruction manual.  I began to think back to the #failedfashionblogger days.  What was I thinking?  Wasting space in my closet…

Those were fun days though.  The days where I had a few extra dollars to run to the clearance racks and binge shop.  I wasn’t a wine aficionado, or didn’t go out to dinner much in those days.  Instead I’d rather have spent my money at the high-end consignment shop than anything else.  And I’d have to scour all other fashion blogs to attempt to keep up.  But keeping up was all I was doing.  I never found my own “brand” or any sense of “self.”  Fast forward to now, where I KNOW what I WANT to do with life.

No more wasting my morning stressing about what to wear.  37 pieces sounds good enough.

Life has a funny way of taking us through hoops and loops and run arounds.  And although I’ve been holding on to many an item in my closet, I knew that the simplest way to really get myself excited for Spring was to go ahead and start in my closet.  Since every morning I wake up with panic.  I started to do worksheets.  That didn’t make any sense at my desk- I’m a visual person, and this is a visual task, I don’t recommend trying to do a closet purge/capsule wardrobe build when you aren’t in front of your closet.

Wait, I fear odd numbers…let’s say 38…

And now, I guess the only way I can start is to just dive in and let go of the things that used to bring me fashionable days, and say goodbye to the past to look forward to the future.  Let the closet purge/reconstruction begin- stay tuned, this’ll be entertaining…

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